Kenny Chesney Follow

Well the news spread through Jerusalem,

tonight a child is born

There are shepherds fallin' to their knees,

and Angels blowin' horns

But in their golden halls the Pharisees

Scoffed and drank their wine

They said it's only Hebrew prophesy

We don't care and besides

He's just a kid

That's all He is

One more pebble in the gravel,

One more rumor in the rabble.

How can He be king?

He's just a kid.

Well in no time it seemed

the world was knockin' on His door

Performing miracles and wonders

they had never see before

Soon the Pharisees stopped laughing

The silver sum was paid

And near the end He knelt down

in the garden and He prayed:

I'm just a kid

That's all I am

I'll need Your strength to see me through it

If it is Your will I'll do it

But how can I be king

I'm just a kid?

Now I think about the Baby

and the Man at Christmas time

Of mothers, sons and fathers

and children just like mine

About the power in unselfishness,

love and sacrifice

The Gift that we were given and the price.

And how the news spread through Jerusalem,

tonight a child is born

There are shepherds falling to their knees,

and angels blowin' horns

I wonder how on Earth the Pharisees

could scoff and drink their wine

And say "He's only Hebrew prophesy

We don't care and besides He's just a kid

That's all He is

One more pebble in the gravel

One more rumor in the rabble

And how can He be king? He's just a kid"

Oh how can He be king?

He's just a kid.