It Wasn`t His Child — текст песни (Trisha Yearwood)

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 I Believe He Did His Best
It Wasn`t Easy For Him,
But He Did All 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

But Like A Father He Was Strong And Kind
And I Believe He Did His Best
It Wasn`t Easy For Him,
But He Did All 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 Night
He Knelt By Her
As She Gave Birth
Bit It Wasn`t His Child,
It Was God`s Child