Mary had a little baby
Wrapped in swaddling clothes
Every time the little baby cried
She'd rock him in a weary land

Ain't that a-rockin' all night
All night long
Ain't that a-rockin' all night
All night long
Ain't that a-rockin' all night
All night long

Wise men came from the East
Guided by a star
With gold, myrrh and frankincense
While she rocked him in a weary land

Chorus

Herod heard the news
The baby he did seek
The Lord told Mary
Just you rock him in a weary land

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Writer(s): Odetta Felious Gordon