Hey there, couple, Shown up late!
Travelling far, Got a baby on the way,
Knocking on my door, I implore
We’re packed full up, there are no more
Singin’
We’ve got, we’ve got, no room!
We’ve got, we’ve got, no room!
(repeat from beginning)
Mary's tired, Joseph stressed,
Bethlehem’s full, There’s no room to rest,
I scratch my head, Then I said,
You can have my stable shed!
Singin’
We’ve got, we’ve got, no room!
We’ve got, we’ve got, no room!