Christopher, Mr. Christopher

I remember Christopher
Such a man
So brave and tall
He took the baby Jesus
In his arms
Across the waterfall
People cried, «he's holy!
He’s a saint not a man! «All at once it was written
In the book of the land
Christopher, Mr. Christopher
Why won’t they leave you alone?
Christopher, Mr. Christopher
Why won’t they leave you alone?
There was Mary Margaret
A Christian lady
Dressed in black
She believed St. Christopher
Helped her find
A way back
She told him all her secrets
And the dreams of her years
So when they took that saint away
All that’s left were her tears
Mary cried «they're crazy!
The world is changing too fast! «It was then she discovered
That her faith couldn’t last
Christopher, Mr. Christopher
Why won’t they leave you alone?
Christopher, Mr. Christopher
Why won’t they leave you alone?
Christopher, Mr. Christopher
Why won’t they leave you alone?
Christopher, Mr. Christopher
Why won’t they leave you alone?