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Proud Land lyrics
Our finest gifts we bring to lay before the King
This is to honor him when we come
Baby Jesus I am a poor boy too
I have no gift to bring that's fit to give a King
But may I play for you on my drum
The mother Mary nodded the ox and lamb kept time
I played my drum for him I played my best for him
Then he smiled at me me and my drum
Our finest gifts we bring to lay before the King
This is to honor him when we come
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- Track 26 on Come Along and Ride This Train Disc 3
- 25 Mr. Garfield
- 27 Big Battle
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