Lyrics The Gift - Joey + Rory
                                                    A 
                                                poor 
                                                orphan 
                                                girl 
                                                named 
                                                Maria
 
                                    
                                
                                                Was 
                                                walking 
                                                to 
                                                market 
                                                one 
                                                day
 
                                    
                                
                                                She 
                                                stopped 
                                                for 
                                                the 
                                                rest 
                                                by 
                                                the 
                                                roadside
 
                                    
                                
                                                Where 
                                                    a 
                                                bird 
                                                with 
                                                    a 
                                                broken 
                                                wing 
                                                lay
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                few 
                                                moments 
                                                passed 
                                                'til 
                                                she 
                                                saw 
                                                it
 
                                    
                                
                                                For 
                                                its 
                                                feathers 
                                                were 
                                                covered 
                                                with 
                                                sand
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                soon 
                                                clean 
                                                and 
                                                wrapped, 
                                                it 
                                                was 
                                                travelling
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                the 
                                                warmth 
                                                of 
                                                Maria's 
                                                small 
                                                hand
 
                                    
                                
                                                She 
                                                happily 
                                                spent 
                                                her 
                                                last 
                                                peso
 
                                    
                                
                                                On 
                                                    a 
                                                cage 
                                                made 
                                                of 
                                                rushes 
                                                and 
                                                twine
 
                                    
                                
                                                She 
                                                fed 
                                                it 
                                                loose 
                                                corn 
                                                from 
                                                the 
                                                market
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                watched 
                                                it 
                                                grow 
                                                stronger 
                                                with 
                                                time
 
                                    
                                
                                                Now 
                                                the 
                                                Christmas 
                                                Eve 
                                                service 
                                                was 
                                                coming
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                church 
                                                shone 
                                                with 
                                                tinsel 
                                                and 
                                                light
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                all 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                town 
                                                folk 
                                                brought 
                                                presents
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                lay 
                                                by 
                                                the 
                                                manger 
                                                that 
                                                night
 
                                    
                                
                                                There 
                                                were 
                                                diamonds, 
                                                and 
                                                incense, 
                                                and 
                                                perfumes
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                packages 
                                                fit 
                                                for 
                                                    a 
                                                king
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                for 
                                                one 
                                                ragged 
                                                bird 
                                                in 
                                                    a 
                                                small 
                                                cage
 
                                    
                                
                                                Maria 
                                                had 
                                                nothing 
                                                to 
                                                bring
 
                                    
                                
                                                She 
                                                waited 
                                                till 
                                                just 
                                                before 
                                                midnight
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                no 
                                                one 
                                                would 
                                                see 
                                                her 
                                                go 
                                                in
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                crying 
                                                she 
                                                knelt 
                                                by 
                                                the 
                                                manger
 
                                    
                                
                                                For 
                                                her 
                                                gift 
                                                was 
                                                unworthy 
                                                of 
                                                Him
 
                                    
                                
                                                Then 
                                                    a 
                                                voice 
                                                spoke 
                                                to 
                                                her 
                                                through 
                                                the 
                                                darkness
 
                                    
                                
                                                Maria, 
                                                what 
                                                brings 
                                                you 
                                                to 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                If 
                                                the 
                                                bird 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                cage 
                                                is 
                                                your 
                                                offering
 
                                    
                                
                                                Then 
                                                open 
                                                the 
                                                door, 
                                                let 
                                                me 
                                                see
 
                                    
                                
                                                Though 
                                                she 
                                                trembled, 
                                                she 
                                                did 
                                                as 
                                                He 
                                                asked 
                                                her
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                out 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                cage, 
                                                the 
                                                bird 
                                                flew
 
                                    
                                
                                                Soaring 
                                                up 
                                                into 
                                                the 
                                                rafters
 
                                    
                                
                                                On 
                                                    a 
                                                wing 
                                                that 
                                                had 
                                                healed 
                                                just 
                                                as 
                                                new
 
                                    
                                
                                                Just 
                                                then 
                                                the 
                                                midnight 
                                                bells 
                                                rang 
                                                out
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                little 
                                                bird 
                                                started 
                                                to 
                                                sing
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                song 
                                                that 
                                                no 
                                                words 
                                                could 
                                                recapture
 
                                    
                                
                                                Whose 
                                                beauty 
                                                was 
                                                fit 
                                                for 
                                                    a 
                                                king
 
                                    
                                
                                                Now 
                                                Maria 
                                                felt 
                                                blessed 
                                                just 
                                                to 
                                                listen
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                that 
                                                cascade 
                                                of 
                                                notes, 
                                                sweet 
                                                and 
                                                long
 
                                    
                                
                                                As 
                                                her 
                                                offering 
                                                was 
                                                lifted 
                                                to 
                                                heaven
 
                                    
                                
                                                By 
                                                the 
                                                very 
                                                first 
                                                nightingale's 
                                                song
 
                                    
                                
                            1 It's Christmas Time
2 The Gift
3 If We Make It Through December
4 Remember Me
5 I Know What Santa's Getting for Christmas
6 What the Hell (It's the Holidays)
7 Blue Christmas
8 Come Sit On Santa Claus' Lap
9 The Diamond O
10 Away in a Manager
11 Let It Snow (Somewhere Else)
12 Another Wonderful Christmas
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