Christmas Time's a-Coming

Let me tell you a tale that is often told -- In the great Celestial Hall
All about an angel only 4 years old -- The littlest angel of all.
How all day he would play with a little box --That to others had no worth
Ah, but there were treasures in this little box -- The treasures he brought
from earth
Just a butterfly with golden wings -- A little piece of a hollow log
Two shiny stones from a river bank -- And the worn out strap of his faithful dog
Then the angels all heard that the Holy Child -- Would be born in Bethlehem
And they all brought presents for the Holy Child -- And each gift was a
heavenly gem
Then the littlest angel put his little box -- With the presents fine and rare
And the littlest angel sat alone and cried -- For his gift was so meager and
bare
Just a butterfly with golden wings -- A little piece of a hollow log
Two shiny stones from a river bank -- And the worn-out strap of his faithful dog
But the Lord chose the gift of the little box -- That a child had blessed with
love
And it started glowing that very night -- It became the star up above
When you see that star as it shines on high -- In the great Celestial Hall
You will know the proudest angel in the sky -- Is the littlest angel of all
With his butterfly with golden wings -- A little piece of a hollow log
Two shiny stones from a riverbank -- And the worn-out strap of his faithful dog