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 (Chorus) 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 (Chorus) 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" (Chorus) 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