| I remember Christopher
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| Such a man
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| So brave and tall
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| He took the baby Jesus
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| In his arms
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| Across the waterfall
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| People cried, «he's holy!
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| He’s a saint not a man! |
| «All at once it was written
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| In the book of the land
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| Christopher, Mr. Christopher
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| Why won’t they leave you alone?
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| Christopher, Mr. Christopher
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| Why won’t they leave you alone?
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| There was Mary Margaret
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| A Christian lady
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| Dressed in black
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| She believed St. Christopher
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| Helped her find
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| A way back
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| She told him all her secrets
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| And the dreams of her years
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| So when they took that saint away
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| All that’s left were her tears
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| Mary cried «they're crazy!
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| The world is changing too fast! |
| «It was then she discovered
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| That her faith couldn’t last
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| Christopher, Mr. Christopher
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| Why won’t they leave you alone?
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| Christopher, Mr. Christopher
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| Why won’t they leave you alone?
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| Christopher, Mr. Christopher
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| Why won’t they leave you alone?
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| Christopher, Mr. Christopher
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| Why won’t they leave you alone? |