歌手:Trisha Yearwood
专辑:《The Sweetest Gift》

作词 : Ewing
Lyrics：Skip Ewing Music：Skip Ewing
He was her man, she was his wife
And late one winter night, he knelt by her
As she gave birth
But it wasn't his child, it wasn't his child
Yet still he took him as his own
And as he watched him grow, it brought him joy
But it wasn't his child, it wasn't his child
But like a father he was strong and kind and good
And I believe he did his best
It wasn't easy for him, but he did all he could
His son was different from the rest
It wasn't his child, it wasn't his child
And when the boy became a man
He took his father's hand and soon the world
Would all know why
It wasn't his child, it wasn't his child
And like his Father, He was strong and kind and good
And I believe he did his best
It wasn't easy for him, but he did all he could
He grew up with his hands in wood
And he died with his hands in wood
He was God's Child, He was God's Child
He was her man, she was his wife
And late one winter night he knelt by her
As she gave birth
But it wasn't his child, it was God's Child