| Song | Christmas Song |
| Artist | Dave Matthews Band |
| Album | DMBLive: 1994-11-26 / The Backstage Theater / Ballard, WA |
| 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 |