The Wind, The Sand And The Star – Andy WilliamsBy Beneath the cold, cold desert moonThe lonely three have travelled farAcross the endless moving dunesFollowing the wind, the sand and the starThe wind grew stillThe moon grew paleAnd lo’ an angel spoke to themFollow ye that bright star’s trail to the little town of BethlehemFollow ye the windFollow ye the sandFollow ye the starGo to the holy landFor on this night a child is bornAnd in a manger, safely sleepsAnd though with travel she is wornStill his gentle mother vigil keepsSo follow ye the windFollow ye the sandFollow ye the starYe shall find the holy land(Follow ye the windFollow ye the sandFollow ye the star) www.pillowlyrics.com419786497975 88k 20