To our loved ones we tell no lie
With our neighbors our voice not high
From all the joys and luxuries
We are content with blue sky

On wrong doers a watchful eye
With good friends we share our pie
To injustice, sorrow and pain
"Not our business" does not apply

A Holy Child was born to try
to save, revive and edify
The evil ones much displeased
To his Father did he fly

Evil's around with ropes to tie
"Sorry, No way" say You and I
Our Lord's with us, we stand by
With us alive, evil shall die