I was born in Bethlehem 2,000 years have passed since then And I've done what I can To be there when a man can't find a friend On the streets of Bethlehem As the story always said We were trying to find a bed It was cold, I was late And we stood outside the locked gate of the inn Until the kindness of strangers let us in To a stable 'round the back Little more than a shack Where my sweet mother, meek and mild And herself only a child Gave her best, then took her rest Do do do do do do do... At the door then came a knock Shepherds who had quit their flock With their eyes round with fear Daddy jumped up and cried "Get out of here!" But Mother stilled him and bid them draw near I was there but couldn't see The unfolding mystery Kings with their presents Of gold, myrrh and frankincense Who set them Before the Lamb 'Neath the star of Bethlehem I was born in Bethlehem It's been 2,000 years since then But I've done what I can To be there when a man can't find a friend I was born in Bethlehem