And late one winter night
He knelt by her
As she gave birth
But it wasn't his child,
It wasn't his child
Yet still he took him as his own
And as he watched him grow
It brought him joy
But it wasn't his child
It wasn't his child
But like a father he was strong and kind
And I believe he did his best
It wasn't easy for him
But he did all he could
His son was different from the rest
It wasn't his child
It wasn't his child
And when the boy became a man
He took his father's hand
And soon the world
Would all know why
It wasn't his child
It wasn't his child
But like a father he was strong and kind
And I believe he did his best
It wasn't easy for him
But he did all could
He grew up with his hands in wood
And he died with his hands in wood
He was God's child,
He was God's child
He was her man
She was his wife
And late one night
He knelt by her
As she gave birth
But it wasn't his child
It was God's child
He was her man, she was his wife And late one winter night He knelt by her As she gave birth But it wasn't his child, It wasn't his child Yet still he took him as his own And as he watched him grow It brought him joy But it wasn't his child It wasn't his child But like a father he was strong and kind And I believe he did his best It wasn't easy for him But he did all he could His son was different from the rest It wasn't his child It wasn't his child And when the boy became a man He took his father's hand And soon the world Would all know why It wasn't his child It wasn't his child But like a father he was strong and kind And I believe he did his best It wasn't easy for him But he did all could He grew up with his hands in wood And he died with his hands in wood He was God's child, He was God's child He was her man She was his wife And late one night He knelt by her As she gave birth But it wasn't his child It was God's child Explain Request ×
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