She was his girl, he was her boyfriend 

Soon to be his wife, 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 was full of love, love, love 

Love, love, love 

Love, love was all around 



When Jesus Christ was nailed to the his tree 

Said "Oh, Daddy-o, 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 our children all around." 

The blood of our children all around 

The blood of our 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, 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 all around.” 

The blood of our children’s all around 



Father up above, 

Why in all this anger 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, yeah 

Love, love, love 

Love, love, and the blood of our children all around