It was on last Christmas Evening
In a home in North Carolina
Where the murder he was found
His name was Charlie Lawson
But we'll never know what caused him
To take his family's life.
They say he killed his wife at first
And the little ones did cry
"Please papa, papa, spare our lives
For it is so hard to die".
But the raging man could not be stopped
He would not heed their call
And he kept on firing fatal shots
They did not carry him to jail
He'll have his trial in another world
On the final judgment day
They all were buried in a crowded grave
While angels watched above
"Come home, come home, my little ones
To the land of peace and love."
"Come home, come home, my little ones
To the land of peace and love."
