Christopher, Mr. Christopher Styx

I remember Christopher
Such a man
So brave and tall

He took the baby Jesus
In his arms
Across the waterfall

People cried, "he's holy!
He's a saint not a man! "
All at once it was written
In the book of the land

Christopher, Mr. Christopher
Why won't they leave you alone?
Christopher, Mr. Christopher
Why won't they leave you alone?

There was Mary Margaret
A Christian lady
Dressed in black

She believed St. Christopher
Helped her find
A way back