(alexander)      martha's wearing blue jeans   and she's praying for the poor   two midgets shop for halloween   at a salvation army store   and a widow with a quarter   buys herself a plastic ring   a little faith is a precious thing      santa in december   the circus in july   the fat man he has mouths to feed   just like you and I   and a family of agnostics   attends a christening   a little faith is a precious thing      tonight meet me at the graveyard   up on teaberry hill   we'll lie upon the ground and dream   where truth and superstition   are just a reasoning away   and nothing is ever as it seems      like a seed that grows   'neath fallen leaves    she wouldn't let them keep her down   left her parents home   moved to the country   now her children play in the backyard   near where the cooling towers steam   a little faith is a precious thing