The Christians and the Pagans
Words and music by Dar Williams
From Mortal City


Transcription by Ron Greitzer <Rongrittz@aol.com>
Date: January 1998

Capo 1

Intro: G C Am D D(F#)

(G)Amber called her (C)uncle, said "We're (Am)up here for the (D)holiday,
(G)Jane and I were (C)having solstice, (Am)now we need a (D)place to stay."
And (Em)her Christ-loving (C)uncle watched his (Am)wife hang Mary (D)on a tree,
He (Em)watched his son hang (C)candy canes all (Am)made with red dye (D)number three.
He (G)told his niece, "It's (C)Christmas eve, I (Am)know our life is (D)not your style,"
She said, (G)"Christmas is like (C)Solstice, and we (Am)miss you and it's (D)been awhile,"

So the (G)Christians and the (C)Pagans sat (Em)together at the (D)table,
(G)Finding faith and (C)common ground the (Em)best that they were (D)able, 
And (Em)just before the (C)meal was served, (Am)hands were held and (D)prayers were said,
(Em)Sending hope for (C)peace on earth to (Am)all their gods and (D)goddesses. (G)

The food was great, the tree plugged in, the meal had gone without a hitch,
Till Timmy turned to Amber and said, "Is it true that you're a witch?"
His mom jumped up and said, "The pies are burning," and she hit the kitchen,
And it was Jane who spoke, she said, "It's true, your cousin's not a Christian,"
"But we love trees, we love the snow, the friends we have, the world we share,
And you find magic from your God, and we find magic everywhere."

So the Christians and the Pagans sat together at the table,
Finding faith and common ground the best that they were able,
And where does magic come from, I think magic's in the learning,
Cause now when Christians sit with Pagans only pumpkin pies are burning.

When Amber tried to do the dishes, her aunt said, "Really, no, don't bother."
Amber's uncle saw how Amber looked like Tim and like her father.
He thought about his brother, how they hadn't spoken in a year,
He thought he'd call him up and say, "It's Christmas and your daughter's here."
He thought of fathers, sons and brothers, saw his own son tug his sleeve, saying,
"Can I be a Pagan?"  Dad said, "We'll discuss it when they leave,"

So the Christians and the Pagans sat together at the table,
Finding faith and common ground the best that they were able,
Lighting trees in darkness, learning new ways from the old, and
Making sense of history and drawing warmth out of the cold.


This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the song. 
You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research.
Words and music copyright © 1996 Burning Field Music (ASCAP, administered by Bug Music).


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