Once upon a time there lived a young boy
Who never knew his mother and never knew joy
Born in the fields and raised with the cows
Earned his petty wages as he worked those plows
One night as I lay next to him to sleep
His face began to glow. My heart gave a leap
He grabbed my hand and pulled me close
He whispered a song that only God would know
I really don’t remember much about that night
Except that his eyes were shining bright
Next day morn’ when I awoke
He was still singing the song of which I earlier spoke
The rest of the village took him to be mad
He frightened the children and scared their dads
So they beat him up, packed his bags and threw him away
He was no longer welcome for another day
As he left, he still hummed that song
Nobody knew just what was wrong
In my heart there lay a deep fear
His words were obscure; but language clear
For God came down and shone that light
I was the witness of the secret of that night