Joseph was a tin man
Came far across the sea
He came to buy my tin
His nephew came with him
A lad from Galilee
I'd meet them at the quay
They'd always stay with me
"Romans have no sway here"
He always used to say
"At home they k** for fun
Hang men out in the sun
On crosses every day
That is the Roman way
All rebels they will slay
This is a perfect place here
For free men to walk"
On nights with breezes cool
He'd sit by a pool
And his nephew would talk
In the evening they'd walk
And quietly they'd talk
He hated going back there
"I'll return one day" he said
"This is the land I love
And this is where I'll live
When my work is done" he said
"When I'm done with tin and lead
I'll come back here" he said
I hear he's on the marsh now
With a church of wattle daub
He's found his sacred place
All wisdom and grace
And God and his word
He's living undisturbed
Or so I have heard
Yes, Joseph was a tin man
Came far across the sea
He came to buy my tin
His nephew came with him
A lad from Galilee
A prophet, seemingly
The man from Galilee
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