The Gifts They Gave - Harry Belafonte

Jesus our brother, kind and good
Was humbly born in a stable of wood
And the friendly beasts around Him stood
Jesus our brother kind and good

I, said the donkey, shaggy and brown
I carried His Mother up hill and down
I carried His Mother to Bethlehem town
I, said the donkey, shaggy and brown

I, said the sheep with curly horn
I gave Him my wool for a blanket warm
He wore my coat on Christmas morn
I, said the sheep with curly horn

I, said the dove, from the rafters high
I cooed Him to sleep that He should not cry
We cooed Him to sleep my love and I
I, said the dove, from the rafters high