When the Gestapo came to his parents' home
He was in his bedroom, a little boy alone
When they took him away he had no place left to stay
So he went off and tried to find his way
He went from town to town hoping someone
Would take a vagabond child as a son
With sticks and stones they chased him from their homes
Nothing but a ragged boy
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Just a ragged boy with no place to stay
No one wants a Jewish child, they all chased him away
Just a ragged boy trying to survive
He'll do anything just to stay alive
Collapsed by the Pastor's front door
They pulled him in and laid him on the floor
Must be a Jewish child out there running wild
We'll save his soul and sprinkle him with water
They taught him things, they showed him what to do
And never did they mention the word Jew
Things didn't stay the same, they even changed his name
Christopher the son of the Pastor
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They sent him off to school on a winter's day
With a suitcase and a bible and a prayer
"I hope you'll grow to be a Pastor just like me
Good luck to you, my son"
The years went on by him moving fast
His memories receded deep into his past
No longer did he know to whom belonged his soul
Christopher the Cardinal of Paris
A long lost uncle tracked him down and told him the news
That his mother and his father both were Jews
"Your words I don't believe, now won't you kindly leave
I'm a Pastor's son"
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Just a ragged boy with no place to stay
No one wants a Jewish child, they all chased him away
Just a Jewish boy with no place left to go
We've lost another precious soul