The Christians and the Pagans — Dar Williams
Chords and lyrics for The Christians and the Pagans by Dar Williams (key of G).
Verse 1
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[G]Amber called her [C]uncle, said [Am]"We're up here for the [D]holiday,
[G]Jane and I were [C]having Solstice, [Am]now we need a [D]place to stay."[D]
And [G]her Christ-loving [C]uncle watched his [Am]wife hang Mary [D]on a tree,
He [Em]watched his son hang [C]candy canes all [Am]made with red dye [D]number [D]three.
He [G]told his niece, "It's [C]Christmas Eve, I [Am]know our life is [D]not your style,"
She [G]said, "Christmas is like [C]Solstice, and we [Am]miss you and it's [D]been
awhile,"[D]
So the [G]Christians and the [C]Pagans sat [Am]together at the [D]table,
[G]Finding faith and [C]common ground the [Am]best that they were [D]able,
And [Em]just before the [C]meal was served, [Am]hands were held and [D]prayers were said,
[Em]Sending hope for [C]peace on earth to [Am]all their gods and [D][G]goddesses.
The [G]food was great, the [C]tree plugged in, the [Am]meal had gone [D]without a hitch,
Till [G]Timmy turned to [C]Amber and said, [Am]"Is it true that [D]you're a witch?"[D]
His [G]mom jumped up and [C]said, "The pies are [Am]burning," and she [D]hit the
kitchen,
And [Em]it was Jane who [C]spoke, she said, "It's [Am]true, your cousin's [D]not a
[D]Christian,"
"But [G]we love trees, we [C]love the snow, the [Am]friends we have, the [D]world we
share,
And [G]you find magic [C]from your God, and [Am]we find magic [D]everywhere."[D]
So the [G]Christians and the [C]Pagans sat [Am]together at the [D]table,
[G]Finding faith and [C]common ground the [Am]best that they were [D]able,
And [Em]where does magic [C]come from? I think [Am]magic's in the [D]learning,
'Cause now when the [Em]Christians sit with [C]Pagans only [Am]pumpkin pies are
[D][G]burning.
When [G]Amber tried to [C]do the dishes, her [Am]aunt said, "Really, [D]no, don't
bother."
[G]Amber's uncle [C]saw how Amber [Am]looked like Tim and [D]like her father.[D]
He [G]thought about his [C]brother, how they [Am]hadn't spoken [D]in a year,
He [Em]thought he'd call him [C]up and say, "It's [Am]Christmas and your [D]daughter's
[D]here."
He [G]thought of fathers, [C]sons and brothers, [Am]saw his own son [D]tug his sleeve,
saying,
[G]"Can I be a [C]Pagan?" Dad said, [Am]"We'll discuss it [D]when they [D]leave."
So the [G]Christians and the [C]Pagans sat [Am]together at the [D]table,
[G]Finding faith and [C]common ground the [Am]best that they were [D]able,
[Em]Lighting trees in [C]darkness, learning [Am]new ways from the [D]old, and
[Em]Making sense of [C]history and [Am]drawing warmth out [D]of [G]the cold.
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