Good King Joy by Trans-Siberian Orchestra Lyrics
[Intro]
Joy to the world
The Lord has come
Let earth
Receive her king
Now it was long ago
When it all began
Back in Bethlehem
In the promised land
When a single star
Appeared in the sky
And three kings saw
And they each asked why
And they checked the books
Full of prophecy
And the one king said
Why it's plain to me
You see it means
That a king is born
Who will save mankind
On this blessed morn
So they packed some gold
Myrrh and frankincense
On some old camel
With some fancy tents
Closed down the house
Set the servants free
And three kings rode
Into history
It was long ago
In a foreign land
When the Lord looked down
Said to make a stand
So He sent His son
And said, 'through him you'll know me!'
Then the angels came
And when they start to sing
All at once the past
It doesn't mean a thing
And the star comes out
And the wise men say, Hey show me!
And they followed it
Over hills and sand
Til' they found the child
Like it all was planned
And as they knelt before
The newborn king
The angel's were singing
In their angel style
How all of our hopes
Had come down to this child
Joy to the world
The Lord has come
Let earth
Receive her king
Now it was long ago
When it all began
Back in Bethlehem
In the promised land
When a single star
Appeared in the sky
And three kings saw
And they each asked why
And they checked the books
Full of prophecy
And the one king said
Why it's plain to me
You see it means
That a king is born
Who will save mankind
On this blessed morn
So they packed some gold
Myrrh and frankincense
On some old camel
With some fancy tents
Closed down the house
Set the servants free
And three kings rode
Into history
It was long ago
In a foreign land
When the Lord looked down
Said to make a stand
So He sent His son
And said, 'through him you'll know me!'
Then the angels came
And when they start to sing
All at once the past
It doesn't mean a thing
And the star comes out
And the wise men say, Hey show me!
And they followed it
Over hills and sand
Til' they found the child
Like it all was planned
And as they knelt before
The newborn king
The angel's were singing
In their angel style
How all of our hopes
Had come down to this child