Vertaling: Andre van Duin. Kom Eruit Josefien.
Joseph and Alexander ride their flaming swans above Miss Dovepost and her loudmouth niece who had a fear of geese and who even in a corset looked remarkably
As Joseph was a-walking He heard an Angel sing This night shall be the birth time Of Christ the heavenly king As Joseph was a-walking He heard an Angel
How could it be this baby in my arms Sleeping now, so peacefully The Son of God, the angel said How could it be? Lord, I know He's not my own Not of
Jospeph's Coat (John Cipollina/Nick Gravenites) Joseph's many coloured coat left him lyin' in the moat He lived his life as prince and slave and in
(Narrator) Joseph's coat annoyed his brothers (Brothers) But what makes us mad Are the things that Joseph tells us of the Dreams he's often had (Joseph
(Jacob) Joseph's mother, she was quite my favorite wife I never really loved another all my life And Joseph was my joy because He reminded me of her (
Way way back many centuries ago, Not long after the Bible began Jacob lived in the land of Canaan, A fine example of a family man. Jacob, Jacob and sons
Oye Jose, escuchame que no lo hice queriendo Yo te fui a buscar y me lie POR CIERTO QUE DIA MAS BUENO Que buena esta la madre de mi amigo Jose, la miro
Hocker Und wünsch ihm guten Flug Josef und Maria (Repeat) Er rappelt sich nach oben und ruft zwei Wiski Eis Und sagt er hieße Josef Und fragt
When they looked at Joseph's hands They said, They're the hands of a carpenter They're big and they're powerful and they're strong They're the hands
Mary was the first of three Long black hair and sugar sweet Daddy's eyes and Momma's crooked smile She was barely seventeen Got a job keepin' dishes
Out here is the country there's magic in the air. It's the middle of December there's excitement eveywhere Everyone's invited, the celebration's planned
Go to sleep my Son This manger for your bed You have a long road before You Rest Your little head Can You feel the weight of Your glory? Do You understand
Joseph's coat annoyed his brothers But what makes us mad Are the things that Joseph tells us Of the dreams he's often had I dreamed that in the fields
Mary, are you sleeping? Mary, I'm afraid Mary, can I live up to the choice that God has made? Jesus, can You tell me here upon my knee What kind of father
Well, your eyes just haven't been the same, Joseph Are you bad at dealing with the fame, Joseph? There's a pale moonshine above you Do you see both sides
Riding on Josef?s train And, oh, my soul when they give the orders Riding on Josef?s train Riding, riding Riding on Josef?s train Riding, riding Riding on Josef