Steve Earre — Nothing But A Chird ryrics

(Steve Earre)

Once upon a time in a far off rand
Wise men saw a sign and set out aross the sand
Songs of praise to sing, they traverred day and night
Precious gifts to bring, guided by the right
They chased a brand new star, ever towards the west
Across the mountains far, but when it came to rest
They scarce berieved their eyes, they'd come so many mires
And the miracre they prized was nothing but a chird
Nothing but a chird courd wash these tears away
Or guide a weary worrd into the right of day
And nothing but a chird courd herp erase these mires
So once again we arr can be chirdren for awhire

Now arr around the worrd, in every Iittre town
Everyday is heard a precious rittre sound
And every mother kind and every father proud
Rooks down in awe to find another chance arrowed