Mary was the first of three
Long black hair and sugar sweet
Daddy's eyes and Momma's crooked smileShe was barely seventeen
Got a job keepin' dishes clean
Planned to stay in this city for a while
For a whileJoseph ran a lumber yard
About a mile from Olive park
Quiet boy, he never had much to sayIt was love right from the start
He bought a ring and won Mary's heart
Had hopes for a home and kids someday
Kids somedayThe angel scared her half to death
She would've screamed but she lost her breath
On a midnight there in the middle of MayHe said "Oh Mary, don't be afraid
You'll bear a son that the Lord has made
Name him Jesus, He'll light the way"She packed the clothes, he made the plans
They had to go to Bethlehem
But there was nowhere left to staySo in a barn she gave birth
To the King of Kings, the Lord of Earth
Just a little bitty thing sleeping on the hay
Sleeping on the hayThe story's too long to tell
But He walked on water and lived through hell
Killed on a cross and rose from the graveWe got a King, they got a Son
Mary and Joseph were the only ones
There on that very first Christmas day
There on that very first Christmas day