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He was her man, she was his wife
and late one winter night
He knelt by her,
as she gave birth
but it wasn't his child, it wasn't his child
Yet still he took him as his own
and as he watched him grow
It brought him joy,
he loved that boy
but it wasn't his child, it wasn't his child
And
like a father he was strong and kind and good
and I believe he did his best
It wasn't easy for him but he did all he could
his son was different from the rest
It wasn't his child, it wasn't his child
And when the boy became a man
he took his father's hand
and soon the world
would all know why
It wasn't his child, it wasn't his child
And like his father, he was strong and kind and good
and I believe he did his best
It wasn't easy for him but he did all he could
He grew up with his hands in wood
And
He died with his hands in wood
He was
God's child, He was
God's child
He was her man, she was his wife
and late one winter night
He knelt by her,
as she gave birth
But it wasn't his child, it was God's
child
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December
2006
It
Wasn't His Child
sung by
Skip Ewing
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