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Song of the Mo': "The Rebel Jesus" by Jackson Browne, but performed by the Chieftains. Great Christmas song.
All the streets are filled with laughter and light
And the music of the season
And the merchant's windows are all bright
With the faces of the children
And the families hurry into their homes,
As the sky darkens and freezes;
We'll be gathering around the hearths and tables,
Giving thanks for God's graces,
And the birth of the rebel, Jesus.
Well they call him by 'the Prince of Peace',
And they call him by 'the Savior',
And they pray to him upon the seas
And in every bold endeavor;
And they fill his churches with their pride and gold,
As their faith in him increases...
But they've turned the nature that I worship in
From a temple, to a robber's den,
In the words of the rebel, Jesus.
We guard our world with locks and guns,
And we guard our fine possessions;
And once a year, when Christmas comes,
We give to our relations,
And perhaps we give a little to the poor,
If the generosity should seize us,
But if any one of us should interfere
In the business of why they are poor...
They get the same as the rebel, Jesus.
But please forgive me if I seem
To take the tone of judgment,
For I've no wish to come between
This day and your enjoyment.
In this life of hardship and of earthly toil
We have need for anything that frees us,
So I bid you pleasure, and I bid you cheer,
From a heathen, and a Pagan,
On the side of the rebel, Jesus.