Road to
Words and Music © 1993 by Howard Ashby Kranz
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1. Now that girl was too far gone to be out on
the road
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but those big cats in
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And that unborn kid’s timing was awkward, but then that’s
a fault that quite a few of us share.
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And the father, if he was the father, appeared to be
wayworn, but a firm, decent man,.
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trying to gracefully bear with all
the forces that put him on the road to
Bethlehem.
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2. Not too far behind them arrived three dignitaries,
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dressed finely, with grand eastern
trim
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And, although they were rich, they looked almost more
haggard
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than that poor start-up family had
been.
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When I served one, his eyes lit with deep hidden hope,
like he’d known but never thought until then,
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that the road to his star’s end
might turn out to be only the road to
Bridge: Now you hear lots of talk that some new world’s
arriving
This old one’s showing cracks like some old misused
wineskin.
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And I’ve got a strange sense that this whole world’s
surviving
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depends on those mad kings, and that
poor family driving the road to
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3. Now I’m just a servant, but I meet lots of travelers, so I know this
world’s bigger than me
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I know some read the future in the stars, or in
strange books
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that tell them where the new thing
will be.
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And some hear the call of a bright wayside angel,
that’ll tell them where hope will begin
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but I just watch people, and I
dream and consider, by the road to
Bethlehem.