"Care," he said, while opening the kitchen drawer and getting a Post-It, "I'm going to write down four songs for my concert, and then you tell me which one comes next."
He positioned himself at the piano and I called out, "#1, 'Holy Mackroll.'"
He played something that sounded an awful lot like "Jingle Bells."
Then I said, "#2, 'Jesus and Mary.'"
He proceeded to play to the tune of "Frere Jacques," while singing, "Jesus and Mary, Jesus and Mary, Where are you? Where are you? In our hearts and souls, in our hearts and souls. A-amen. A-amen!"
I loved "Jesus and Mary" so much, I'm afraid I can't even remember much about "Blessed is the Man," or "God Has Come."