Not very much of his childhood was known
Kept his mother Mary worried
Always out on his own
He met another Mary for a reasonable fee
L Less than Reputable as known to be
His heart was full of love, love, love
Love, love, love, love
Love is all around

When Jesus Christ was nailed to his tree
He 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 spilled the blood of my children all around"
The blood of our children all around
The blood of our children all around
The blood of our children all around

So the story goes, so I'm told
The people he knew were less than golden hearted
Gamblers and robbers Drinkers and jokers, all soul searchers
Like you and me

Rumors insisited that 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 is all around

Preparations were made for his celebration day
He said "eat this bread and 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 all around"