Little Gray Donkey Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Verse 1]
Oh, [Bm]carry her safe to [G]Bethle[F#m]hem,
[G]Little Grey [A]Donkey, [Bm]tonight.
A miracle rests on [E]your [A]small [F#m]feet,
[G]Little Grey [A]Donkey, tonight.
[Bm]Say,[G] I'll bet you didn't know that way,
way back,
Clear back to the end
[A]of the sixth day of creation,
the Lord was [D]mighty tired
after all that work
of mak[G]ing the sun, the moon,
the [A]stars,
and the earth.
What's more, on top [G]of all that,
He'd made Mr. Adam [Bm]an d Mrs. Eve,
plus elephants, [C]rabbits,
lightning bugs, polar bears,
lots [C#dim]of other walking, flying,
[A]creeping creatures too numerous to even [D]mention.
[Bm]Anyway, the Lord had
[C]surely earned
His seventh [G]day of rest,
But as he turned to [A]go,
a sudden thought made him [D]stop.
He stud[G]ded on it for a moment,
and then he picked up another
little piece of clay.
After shaping it [D]to his liking,
[C]he reached [G]up on a shelf
and took a pinch of courage,
a dab of humility,
six grains of [D]faithfulness,
[Cm]a dash of ugly peals,
and a good big handful of
solemn wisdom.
Putting all this [G]into the
little animal he had fashioned
for [Fm]a very special time he [Cm]knew would come,
[G]the Lord gave it a pat
and sent it down [F]to earth.
[Cm][Gm][Cm][G][C]
[Cm]And th[G]en upon
a winter's day
[Bb]and in the long ago,
[C]the dusty road [Cm]to Bethlehem
[A]was trod by [G]many feet,
and in that throng a donkey walked,
a donkey small and gray,
as donkeys plod their donkey days
in cold or rain [Cm]or heat.[Fm]
[Bb]No h[Cm]and reached out to t[G]ouch him
as he went [A]his donkey way,
[G]no scribe set [Cm]down his donkey name
for men unborn to say,
[F]no eye could see a radiance
about [G]this lowly one
who plodded and [Cm]on to Bethlehem
[Bb]with Mary and God's [Cm]Son.
O carry her safe [F]to Bethle[Cm]hem,
little grey donkey, tonight.
A miracle rests [C]on your [F]small [C]feet,
[Cm]little grey [Bb]donkey, tonigh[Cm]t.
[C]For heaven is [Em]watch
ing your [F]mission [G]di vine,
And [Am]over a stable [Em]a st[D]ar waits to sh[G]ine,
While [Am]shepherds [G]and wise men
go [F]look for [Em]the sign.
[F]Little grey [G]donkey, [C]do not.[G]
A king will come, the prophets cried,
As kings have come of yore,
On noble steed with golden crown
and silver trumpet call.
But on [Cm]that silent holy night,
there was no pomp [G]nor pride
[D]in [Cm]Bethlehem.
[G]The child king came [Cm]to Bethlehem
upon a [C]donkey small,
[Cm]a donk[G]ey old and t[Cm]ired and g[G]ray
[Cm]with long and drooping [Dm]ears,
[Eb]and no o[Cm]ne dreamed
[C]he brought our [Ab]world
a light of [Cm]after years.
A [Eb]donkey plod[C]ding through the [G]dust
to see God's will was done
[F]and [G]bearing on his ragged the
Virgin and God's Son.
Oh, [Cm]carry her safe to [F]Bethlehem,
[Cm]Little Grey Donkey, tonight.
A miracle rests on [F]your [C]small feet,
[Cm]Little [Bb]Grey Donkey, to[Cm]night.
[C]All heaven is wat[Em]ching you[F]r patiently
[G]vi tal
[Am]An d over the st[Em]able
a [D]star waits [G]to shine.
[Am]Wise shepherds and [G]wise men
all [F]look for [Em]the sign.
[F]Little [G]grey donkey,
[Am]best[Dm] little donk[E]ey,
[F]God's little [G]donkey tonight.

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