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What's this Christmas without a reason
just another day that's out of season
For all of those presents under a tree
do not compare to the one that was free
Free to fly from Heaven on high
to hang on a cross this ornament died
It sure wasn't pretty by any way or means
just the worst of all the grizzly scenes
Silver bells weren't ringing
nor any choirs singing
Just a widowed mother crying in the gloom
for her son who was dying on a cross at noon
for you and for me
Born to die some thirty years later
who remembers these presents they gave her
A little gold frankincense and myrrh
cast with the lots to lie there in the dirt
Take the tree down and put the lights away
with a bottle of wine to celebrate
Come hell or high water or come what may
waiting for changes on New Years Day
Silver bells weren't ringing
nor any choirs singing
Just some widowed mother crying in a room
over a son who was dying from a gunshot wound
was it you or was it me
Why do we take to the streets
just before Christmas for presents and treats
Why not a church house in all of it's glory
there to listen to the greatest story
You and I being lowly or high
hanging on to the words for the reason why
The manger wasn't pretty by any way or means
just the worst of all places filthy and unclean
Silver and gold coins ringing
had the collectors singing
Just the blessed mother crying without a room
over God's son who'd be dying real soon
for you and for me
Born to die some thirty years later
who remembers these presents they gave her
A little gold frankincense and myrrh
cast with the lots to lie there in the dirt
Take the cross down hide the Son away
with a storehouse of wine they'd celebrate
Come hell or high water or come what may
Jesus was dead now hip hip hooray
Silver bells weren't ringing
nor any choirs singing
Just some widowed mother crying in the gloom
for her son who was lying in a tomb
for you and for me
What's this death without a reason
just three days that's out of season
For all of those at the tomb did see
Jesus alive for you and for me