Long, long ago, it was Christmas once,
when every man would play the dunce,
And that's just what every man did
playing the dunce like a naughty kid.
Everyone then was bumming around
walking about with a mean ol' frown,
acting like a bunch of cavemen --
One guy stealing another's den,
smacking him down with a horny stick
whoever tried to steal his trick.
In summer, winter, spring, and fall!
That's the way it was long ago
before Christmas came -- it's really so!
But finally in one cave or stall
a child was born who was King of all
His dad and mom protected him
from wintry winds that blew so grim.
Shepherds came to see the sight
of someone finally born just right.
They saw Him with His Mary and Joe
and had to tell to all “'twas so!”:
what the angel said of the Son
that He would be the only One
who ever could save us poor chumps
from ups and downs, bruises, bumps So like those shepherds long ago, who told the news both high and low, we'll go out on field and hill and give to hungry men their fill. Because that was all God's good plan His Son came down to be a man. Jesus came the whole, long distance back when Christmas happened once . . . . LBC
