By Dallas Holm

Well, they rode into town in the dark, by the light of the moon;
Mary felt her Baby and she knew that it was coming soon;
All they needed was a small room where she could lay her head;
All they wanted for Jesus was a bed.
Well, they stopped at the Holiday Inn, there was a convention;
They said, "Sorry, ain't got no room without a reservation.
But I'm sure if I call ahead, well, I can find you a bed.
But you might have to wait 'til morning instead."

Well, if they'd known Baby Jesus was King,
And if they'd known He created ev'rything,
I feel sure they'd given Him the executive suite;
But as it was, they just got sent on down the street.

Well, they walked a bit further 'til they came to another inn;
And the man said, "Sorry, we're full, but ya'll come back again."
Well, now Joe said it could not wait 'cause it was getting late;
He said, "My wife's going to have a Baby today."
Well, the man said, "All I've got to offer is a little old shack.
And you can find it if you look real hear; it's out around back.
Well, chase those cattle out, and move some things about.
I'll see you in the morning, and don't forget to check out!"

Well, if he'd known Baby Jesus was King,
And if he'd knows He created ev'rything,
I feel sure He'd found them a better place to stay;
But as it was, Baby Jesus got born there in the hay.

Well, now I know that my Jesus is King,
And I know He created ev'rything;
That's why I've given Him the best room from the start,
And that's why Jesus makes His home inside of my heart.