Texty: Richard Thompson. Mary And Joseph.

Mary and Joseph were watching the border
Lovers with a different pose, like the worm that loves the rose
Mary is in stitches, she?s tied down on the bed
While Joseph plays the ukulele standing on his head

Sad is the hour that saw them divided
People with a common blood, parted in the name of good
The father and the mother of the Royal King on earth
He?ll only come when hearts are joined and peace rings in His birth