Zacchaeus

Zaccheus was a wee, little man
And a wee, little man was he
He climbed up in a sycamore tree
For the Lord he wanted to see
And as the Savior came that way
He looked up in the tree
And he said,
«Zaccheus, you come down from there»
For I’m going to your house today
For I’m going to your house today