(alexander)

martha´s wearing blue jeans
and she´s praying for the poor
two midgets shop for halloween
at a salvation army store
and a widow with a quarter
buys herself a plastic ring
a little faith is a precious thing

santa in december
the circus in july
the fat man he has mouths to feed
just like you and i
and a family of agnostics
attends a christening
a little faith is a precious thing

tonight meet me at the graveyard
up on teaberry hill
we´ll lie upon the ground and dream
where truth and superstition
are just a reasoning away
and nothing is ever as it seems

like a seed that grows
´neath fallen leaves
she wouldn´t let them keep her down
left her parents home
moved to the country
now her children play in the backyard
near where the cooling towers steam
a little faith is a precious thing