Christmas Song - Live at Wrigley Field, Chicago, IL - September 2010

She was his girl
He was her boyfriend
She be his wife
Make him her husband
A surprise on the way, any day, any day
One healthy little giggling dribbling baby boy
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 is all around

Not very much of his childhood was known
Kept his mother Mary worried always out on his own
He met another Mary for a reasonable fee
Less than reputable as known to be

His heart was full of love, love, love
Love, love, love
Love, love is all around

When Jesus Christ was nailed to his tree
Said, "Oh, Daddy, oh, I can see how it all soon will 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 your children all around
The blood of your children is all around"

So I'm told, so the story goes
The people he knew were less than golden hearted
Gamblers and robbers
Drinkers and jokers, 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 is all around

Preparations were made for the celebration day
He said, "Eat this bread and think of it as me
Drink this wine and know it will be
The blood of our children all around
The blood of our children all around
The blood of our children's all around"

Father up above, why in all this anger
Do you fill this up with love, love, love
Love, love, love
Love, love is all around

Father up above, why in all this hatred
Do you fill me up with love
Fill me love, love, yeah
Love, love, yeah
Love, love
The blood of our children all around