Just Another Baby From The Slums
Hey what's that light in the sky
It's a star
Why it shine down on that barn with the baby in the hay
Like a lamb for the sacrifice
And who those three kneeling down like he's some kind of royalty like
Moses Elijah the next great messiah
He's a king
He's just a babe
He's just another baby from the slums
He's just another baby from the slums
He's just another baby from the slums that's all
He's just another baby from the slums
So what's this talk about incense and gold shepherds and angels
And choirs and horns on the hill in the dark of the night so cold
For the king
And what can you say about the rags of the father
The mother so young so small like a child
No hope for a family like that barely grown
He's just another baby from the slums
That's all
He's just another baby from the slums
I say that he is just a baby from the slums
No more no less see him lying there at his mama's breast
Just another baby
Just another baby
He's just another baby from the slums
And a king would not be born in a place like this
He'll do great things save the world bring us all some hope
He got no hope
He won't live much past thirty
Heal the sick the blind will see
He'll walk on water raise the dead
Yeah I'd like to see that
You keep talking this way
You gonna have yourself a breakdown
It's a star
Why it shine down on that barn with the baby in the hay
Like a lamb for the sacrifice
And who those three kneeling down like he's some kind of royalty like
Moses Elijah the next great messiah
He's a king
He's just a babe
He's just another baby from the slums
He's just another baby from the slums
He's just another baby from the slums that's all
He's just another baby from the slums
So what's this talk about incense and gold shepherds and angels
And choirs and horns on the hill in the dark of the night so cold
For the king
And what can you say about the rags of the father
The mother so young so small like a child
No hope for a family like that barely grown
He's just another baby from the slums
That's all
He's just another baby from the slums
I say that he is just a baby from the slums
No more no less see him lying there at his mama's breast
Just another baby
Just another baby
He's just another baby from the slums
And a king would not be born in a place like this
He'll do great things save the world bring us all some hope
He got no hope
He won't live much past thirty
Heal the sick the blind will see
He'll walk on water raise the dead
Yeah I'd like to see that
You keep talking this way
You gonna have yourself a breakdown
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Writer(s): Matthew Coughlin
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