hush, baby Jesus, be still now, don’t cry
there’s still some time before you have to die
with a crown of thorns and a price on your head
are blood, sweat and tears all you’ve got left to shed?
I left all my sins at the side of the road
but picked up some more, just because I felt low
they’re easier, lighter, more fun to keep:
your water’s too shallow and your wine is to deep
hush, baby Jesus, the birthday cake
is still on its way, just a little bit late
the Wise Men forgot candles and left in the dark
cursing their blindness and ignoring the sparks
I bought you a present, but I left it at home
I figured I’d need it if you left me alone
- but don’t cry!, baby Jesus, I wrote you a song
if I tell you the words you can sing along, it goes
la la la la la la la la la la
help, baby Jesus! I’ve forgotten the way
you told me to find you on Christmas day
but the churches are empty and the shops are all full
and the lights are addictive, I’m caught in the pull
so I’ll hark to the sirens, the carols of night
because they stand for the way, the truth and the life
and the light that you bring hasn’t found its way yet
so forgive me, ‘cause for now it’s best to forget
The influence of steel guitar on genres like Delta blues and country has long been underrepresented; this compilation aims to set the record straight. Bandcamp Album of the Day May 5, 2022