Christmas Song

 She was his girl; he was her boyfriend 
She be his wife; and make him her husband 
A surprise on the way, any day, any day 
One healthy little giggling dribbling baby boy 
The wise men came three made their way 
To shower him with love while he lay in the hay 

Shower him with love love love 
Love love love 
Love love is all around 

Not very much of his childhood was known 
Kept his mother Mary worried always out on his own 
He met another Mary who for a reasonable fee 
less than reputable was known to be 

His heart was full of love love love 
Love love love 
Love love is all around 

When Jesus Christ was nailed to the his tree 
Said “oh, Daddy-o I can see how it all soon will be 
I came to shed a little light on this darkening scene 
Instead I fear I spill the blood of my children all around” 

The blood of our children all around 
The blood of our children all around 
The blood of our children all around 

So I’m told; So the story goes 
The people he knew were less than golden 
hearted 

Gamblers and robbers 
Drinkers and jokers, all soul searchers 
Like you and me 

Rumors insisited he soon would be 
For his deviations taken into custody 
by the authorities Less informed than he 
Drinkers and jokers 
all soul searchers 

Searching for love love love 
Love love love 
Love love is all around 

Preparations were made for his celebration day 
He said “eat this bread and think of it as me 
Drink this wine and dream it will be 

The blood of our children all around 
The blood of our children all around” 
The blood of our children all around 

Father up above, why in all this hatred have you fill Me up with love 
Fill me with love love love 
Love love love 
Love love love 
Love love love 
And the blood of our children all around