La Posada

In the name of heaven, I ask for a place to stay
For my beloved wife can't walk today

This isn't an inn, just keep moving on
I can't let you in, don't want trouble drawn

Don't be inhumane, show us some grace
For the God of the heavens will reward your place

You can leave now, don't make a fuss
'Cause if I get mad, I'll beat you up, trust

My name is Joseph, I'm a carpenter, you see
My wife is Mary, she's the queen of the heavenly spree

Are you Joseph? Is your wife Mary?
And she will be the mother of the divine word, so legendary

Come in, holy pilgrims, pilgrims, take this little space
And though it's a humble home, I give it to you with grace

Come in, holy pilgrims, pilgrims, take this little space
And though it's a humble home, I give it to you with grace

Come in, holy pilgrims, pilgrims, take this little space
And though it's a humble home, I give it to you with grace