King's Kid

(1) When the crippled man stretched out his hand to Peter,

He thought at least that he would get a dime;

"Gold and silver have I none," St. Peter told him,

"But in the name of Jesus Christ, rise and shine."

Chorus: I don't have to settle for less 'cause I'm a King's kid;

All the riches of the kingdom now are mine.

I've been purchased by the blood, and I've been adopted;

Now I'm living like a King's kid all the time.

(2) Gathered together in one place, the kids were praying

When the wind came rushing with a mighty sound;

In an unknown tongue the kids began to praise him,

And the power of Pentecost came pouring down.