Little Dealer Boy

Willie: I have no money in my coffer No gold or silver do I bring Nor have I precious jewels to offer To celebrate the new born king Yet do not spurn my gift completely Oh ye three wise men please demur Behold a plant that smokes more sweetly Than either Frankincense or Myrrh And like the child born in this manger This herb is mild yet it is strong And it brings peace to friend and stranger Good will to men lies in this bong Willie: And now my wonder weed is flaring Stephen: Are you high? Willie: Looked like that special star above Stephen: Can it be? Willie: Pass it around in endless sharing Stephen: On Christmas day Willie: And let not mankind Bogart love Stephen: You'd smoke my tree Willie: And the wise men started toking And ye the bud was kind It was salvation they were smoking And it's forgiveness blew their mind Willie: And still that wonder weed is flaring Stephen: Are you high? Willie: Looked like that was once above Stephen: You're so high Willie: Pass it around in endless sharing Stephen: Dude, man, dude Willie: And let not mankind Bogart love Stephen: You're really high, I'm going to tell your Savior Willie: And let not mankind Bogart love