Well Jesus was a man
Who travelled through the land
A hard working man and brave
Well He said to the rich
Give your money to the poor
Well they laid Jesus Christ in His grave
Halle, hallelujah
Halle, hallelujah
Halle, hallelujah
Well they laid Jesus Christ in His grave
Well He went to the preacher
He went to them all
He told them all the same
He said sell all your jewellery
And give it to the poor
Well they laid Jesus Christ in His grave
Chorus
When Jesus came to town
All the working fools around
Believed what he did say
Well, the bankers and the preachers
They nailed him on a cross
And they laid Jesus Christ in His grave
And fair working people
They followed him around
They sung and shouted the day
Well the cops and the soldiers
They nailed him in the air
Well they laid Jesus Christ in His grave, woah
Chorus x2
Well this song was written
In New York city
By a rich man
A preacher, and a slave
Well if Jesus was to preach
What he preached at Galilee
They would lay Jesus Christ in His Grave
Chorus x2