| She was his girl; |
| he was her boyfriend
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| She be his wife; |
| take him as her husband
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| A surprise on the way any day any day
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| One healthy little giggling dribbling baby boy
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| The wise men came three made their way
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| To shower him with love
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| While he lay in the hay
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| Shower him with love love love
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| Love love love
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| Love love is all around
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| Not very much of his childhood was known
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| Kept his mother Mary worried
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| Always out on his own
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| He met another Mary for a reasonable fee, less than
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| Reputable as known to be
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| His heart was full of love love love
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| Love love love
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| Love love is all around
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| When Jesus Christ was nailed to the his tree
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| Said «oh, Daddy-o I can see how it all soon will be
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| I came to shed a little light on this darkening scene
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| Instead I fear I spill the blood of my children all around»
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| The blood of our children all around
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| The blood of our children all around
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| The blood of our children all around
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| So the story goes, so I’m told
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| The people he knew were
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| Less than golden hearted
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| Gamblers and robbers
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| Drinkers and jokers, all soul searchers
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| Like you and me
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| Rumors insisited he soon would be
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| For his deviations
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| Taken into custody by the authorities
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| Less informed than he.
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| Drinkers and jokers. |
| all soul searchers
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| Searching for love love love
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| Love love love
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| Love love is all around
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| Preparations were made
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| For his celebration day
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| He said «eat this bread and think of it as me
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| Drink this wine and dream it will be
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| The blood of our children all around
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| The blood of our children all around»
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| The blood of our children all around
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| Father up above, why in all this anger have you fill
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| Me up with love
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| Fill me love love love
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| Love love love
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| Love love
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| And the blood of our children all around |