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The Borning Day
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Only down from the maho tree, to rest them soft
and good
We feel bad, these be all we had; we do the best we could
We do the best we could Mary and the Babe rest ..
easy; we go away and let them be
On hushed tiptoe, and voice kept low, we look up and see
Star of hope shine in the sky, to mark the Baby's birth
Seem to say, it's Borning Day, of better times on Earth
Of better times on Earth