Song | Christmas Song |
Artist | Dave Matthews Band |
Album | DMBLive: 1994-11-26 / The Backstage Theater / Ballard, WA |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
She was his girl, he was her boyfriend | |
She'd be his wife and make him her husband | |
A surprise on the way, any day, any day | |
One healthy little giggling dribbling baby boy | |
The 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 was all around | |
Not very much of his childhood was known | |
Kept his mother Mary worried | |
Always out on his own | |
He met another Mary who for a reasonable fee | |
Less than reputable was known to be | |
His heart full of love, love | |
Love, love, love, love | |
Love love was 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 my children all around" | |
The blood of my children all around | |
The blood of my children's 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 was all around | |
Preparations were made | |
For his celebration day | |
He said, "Eat this bread and think of it as me | |
Drink this wine and dream it will be†| |
The blood of our children all around | |
The blood of our children's all around | |
The blood of our children all around | |
Father up above, why in all this hatred do you fill | |
Me up with love, love | |
Love, love, love, love | |
Love love was all around | |
Father up above, why in all this hatred do you fill | |
Me up with love, fill me love, love | |
Love, love, love, love | |
All you need is love | |
You can't buy me love, love | |
Love, love, love, love | |
And the blood of our children's all around |
She was his girl, he was her boyfriend | |
She' d be his wife and make him her husband | |
A surprise on the way, any day, any day | |
One healthy little giggling dribbling baby boy | |
The 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 was all around | |
Not very much of his childhood was known | |
Kept his mother Mary worried | |
Always out on his own | |
He met another Mary who for a reasonable fee | |
Less than reputable was known to be | |
His heart full of love, love | |
Love, love, love, love | |
Love love was all around | |
When Jesus Christ was nailed to his tree | |
Said, " Oh, daddyoh, 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 my children all around" | |
The blood of my children all around | |
The blood of my children' s 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 was all around | |
Preparations were made | |
For his celebration day | |
He said, " Eat this bread and think of it as me | |
Drink this wine and dream it will be | |
The blood of our children all around | |
The blood of our children' s all around | |
The blood of our children all around | |
Father up above, why in all this hatred do you fill | |
Me up with love, love | |
Love, love, love, love | |
Love love was all around | |
Father up above, why in all this hatred do you fill | |
Me up with love, fill me love, love | |
Love, love, love, love | |
All you need is love | |
You can' t buy me love, love | |
Love, love, love, love | |
And the blood of our children' s all around |
She was his girl, he was her boyfriend | |
She' d be his wife and make him her husband | |
A surprise on the way, any day, any day | |
One healthy little giggling dribbling baby boy | |
The 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 was all around | |
Not very much of his childhood was known | |
Kept his mother Mary worried | |
Always out on his own | |
He met another Mary who for a reasonable fee | |
Less than reputable was known to be | |
His heart full of love, love | |
Love, love, love, love | |
Love love was all around | |
When Jesus Christ was nailed to his tree | |
Said, " Oh, daddyoh, 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 my children all around" | |
The blood of my children all around | |
The blood of my children' s 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 was all around | |
Preparations were made | |
For his celebration day | |
He said, " Eat this bread and think of it as me | |
Drink this wine and dream it will be | |
The blood of our children all around | |
The blood of our children' s all around | |
The blood of our children all around | |
Father up above, why in all this hatred do you fill | |
Me up with love, love | |
Love, love, love, love | |
Love love was all around | |
Father up above, why in all this hatred do you fill | |
Me up with love, fill me love, love | |
Love, love, love, love | |
All you need is love | |
You can' t buy me love, love | |
Love, love, love, love | |
And the blood of our children' s all around |