The Ballad of Joseph and Mary Mixea Lyrics

Before there was Jesus, Mary, and Joseph

There was just Joseph and Mary

I like to think of Joseph as a young man

Lost in his own world

Of twenty-two, maybe twenty-six

But he's still a dreamer

He sits on a hill

Watching Mary doing her hair

Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah

Joseph sits under a tree

I think it's an olive tree

And he looks at Mary doing her chores

And all the young men around Joseph's age

They're watching TV

Watching baseball, watching kickball

Joseph, he's already put away childish things

And there's Mary, beautiful and pure

There's Mary, beautiful and pure

Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah

She is dressed in light blue robes

She does what her mother asks her

They live in a clay hovel

And there's no sewage

Except on the straits that the Romans provided

And in all this desert

And in all this dryness

Here's a cool glass of water

Here's a tall drink of water

Her name is Mary, oh Mary

Mother of God

Mary, oh Mary

Mother of God

Are you still a mother

Cause I need a mother

Beyond my real mother

Who knows

From your breast

Is the milk of kindness

From your breast

Is the milk of kindness

And I need to know Mary

I need to know Mary

Has anybody asked for your hand in marriage

My name is Joseph

I'm just a shepherd boy, a carpenter's son

Like my father before him

Who was a carpenter's son

Of a carpenter's son

Of David, king of the Jews

King David, king of the Jews

I trace my lineage back to king David king of the Jews

Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah

I trace my lineage back to king David king of the Jews

Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah