Mary was an only child
Nobody held her, nobody smiled
She was born in a trailer, wretched and poor
And she shone like a gem in a five-and-dime store

Mary had no friends at all
Just famous faces pinned to her wall
All of them watched her, none of them saw
As she shone like a gem in a five-n-dime store

So if you watch the stars at night
And you find that they’re shining equally bright
Well you might have seen Jesus and not have known what you saw
Who would notice a gem in a five-n-dime store?