On the way home from work I was listening to a Christmas CD a friend made for me. One of the songs is an instrumental version of We Three Kings. I was humming away and realized I was putting words to it that clearly were not the actual words to the song.
This is the only version of We Three Kings I know, as taught to me (at a very young age) by my mom. :
We three kings of orient are
Tried to smoke a rubber cigar
It was loaded, it exploded
And now we're on yonder star
Merry Christmas all!
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