HUMBLY HE CAME
G. Moustaki - G. Allwright

Humbly he came

Nobody knew his name

He was so poorly dressed

Looking for a place to rest

Because his feet was bare

They didn't really care

Humbly he came

Nobody knew his name

The words he said were good

But no one understood

Though some of them received

So very few believed

Humbly he came

Nobody knew his name

Just asked for wine and bread

Somewhere to lay his head

But he asked for so much more

From the rich and from the poor

So humbly he came

His leaving was the same

Like a ship without a crew

A stranger passing through

He left the way he came

Nobody cried his name

Humbly he came

And never came again

It happened long ago

Now they would not let him go

Women wear their nicest dress

As for a much awaited guest

Children call him by his name

Invite him to their game

Men keep a glass of wine

To celebrate that time

They will feast and sing and then

They will love and love and love again

Humbly he came

Nobody knew his name

Humbly he came

And never came again