Album Name : A Very Special Christmas, Vol. 3
Release Date : 1997-10-07
Song Duration : 5:13
Dave Matthews Christmas Song
She was his girl, he was her boyfried She'd be his wife, 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 was 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 full of love, love, love Love, love, love Love, love was all around
When Jesus Christ was nailed to his tree Said "Oh, daddy oh, I can see how it all soon would be I came to shed a little light on this darkening scene Instead I fear I've spilled the blood of our children all around The blood of our children all around The blood of our childrens all around."
So I'm told, so the story goes The people he knew were less that golden hearted Gamblers and robbers Drinkers and smokers All soul searchers Like you and me Like you and me Rumors insisted 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 was all around
Preperations were made for his celebration day He said, "Eat this bread, think of it as me Drink this wine and dream it will be The blood of our children all around Blood of our children all around The blood ofour childrens all around
Father up above why in all this anger do you fill me up with love, love, love Love, love, love Love, love was all around Father up above why in all this hatred do you fill me up with love File me love, love yeah Love, love, love Love, love, and the blood of our children all around."
