From the recording Tins & Pins & Peppermints
Lyrics
Women on the rooftop, men turn to look.
All the sheep are in the fields with the shepherd with their crooks.
And the nights are getting colder, and the snakes are placing bets.
There's some dye on the tunics that still has to set.
And it must have been a mighty mighty day to be born,
When nobody was looking, and nobody was warned.
And nobody was ready for what was in store.
It must have been a mighty mighty day to be born.
There's some bread in the barrel that we have to eat today
Because it's dry in the desert, and the barrel's made of clay.
There is a donkey in the pasture looking for a better job,
And there's a harvest from the last year looking like a sorry crop.
And it must have been a mighty mighty day to be born,
When nobody was looking, and nobody was warned.
And nobody was ready for what was in store.
It must have been a mighty mighty day to be born.
It's just business as usual down by the sea,
With some headdresses and sandals and some bodies in between.
And the Pilate and the King would like to ease all of the pain
Of the Romans and the Jews, and it's so hard to change.
And it must have been a mighty mighty day to be born,
When nobody was looking, and nobody was warned.
And nobody was ready for what was in store.
It must have been a mighty mighty day to be born.
It must have been a mighty mighty day to be born,
When nobody was looking, and nobody was warned.
And nobody was ready for what was in store.
It must have been a mighty mighty day to be born.