There was a star in David’s land

In David’s land appeared

And in King Herod’s bedroom

So bright it did shine there

The wise men they did soon espy it

And they told the king on high,

That a princely babe was born that night

No man could ever destroy

If this be true King Herod said

That you’ve been telling me,

That roasted fowl that’s in the dish

Shall crow full fences three.

Well the fowl soon feathered and thrusomed well

By the work of God’s own hand.

Three times that roasted cock did crow 

In the dish where he did stand.