Paroles : Oh can you hear the feet of him. That unto us good tidings bring: The latest gossip of the sin of so-called lady Mary. The maiden of so great respect. The bride-to-be of dear Joseph. Is with a child and does confess the baby is not of him. Now all can see her holiness. Her honor, grace and faithfulness. Was nothing but a vain pretence of being above all others. Oh, isn't all this fine. Her sin is worse than mine. Oh have you heard the latest news. Of how the carpenter would choose. To stay attached and make his wife that infamous girl, Mary. He used to seem a splendid man. we used to think his wisdom grand. Who would've thought that he could stand a filthy harlot by him. Now all can see his holiness. Hhis honor, grace and faithfulness. Was nothing but a vain pretence of being above all others. Oh, isn't all this fine. His sin is worse than mine. One night some oridinary men. Just average shepherd brethren. Gazed at a brightly shining star. And heard the sweetest news. They rushed off to the nearby town. Hear what they found: descended down. From heaven high the holy child. At mercies of plain men. Once they would see his holiness. His honor, grace and faithfulness. By hands of vain religiousness raised high above all others. Oh have you heard the news? Oh have you heard the news? Above my soul he'll always shine. For the sins he carried were mine.