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Jesus Christ

Höfundur lags: Woody Guthrie Höfundur texta: Woody Guthrie Flytjandi: Woody Guthrie Sent inn af: cazteclo
Jesus [G] Christ was a man who [C] travelled through the [G] land,
A hard working man and [D] brave.
He [G] said to the [G7] rich, "Give your [C] goods to the [G] poor."
But they laid Jesus [D7] Christ in His [G] grave.

[C] Jesus was a man, a [G] carpenter by hand.
His followers true and [D] brave.
One [G] dirty little [G7] coward called [C] Judas [G] Iscariot,
Has laid Jesus [D7] Christ in His [G] grave. [C]    [G]    

He went[G] to the preacher, he [C]went to the [G]sheriff,
He told them all the [D]same,
[G]"Sell all your [G7]jewellery and [C]give it to the [G]poor."
But they laid Jesus [D7]Christ in His [G]grave.

When [C]Jesus came to town, the [G]working folks around,
Believed what He did [D]say.
[G]Bankers and the [G7]preachers, they [C]nailed Him on a [G]cross,
And they laid Jesus [D7]Christ in His [G]grave. [C]    [G]    

Poor workin' people they followed Him around,
Sung and shouted gay.
Cops and the soldiers they nailed Him in the air,
And they laid Jesus Christ in His grave.

This song was written in New York City,
Of rich man, preacher and slave.
If Jesus was to preach what He preached at Galilee
They would lay Jesus Christ in His grave.

Jesus Christ was a man who travelled through the land,
A hard working man and brave.
He said to the rich, "Give your goods to the poor."
But they laid Jesus Christ in His grave.

Jesus was a man, a carpenter by hand.
His followers true and brave.
One dirty little coward called Judas Iscariot,
Has laid Jesus Christ in His grave.

He went to the preacher, he went to the sheriff,
He told them all the same,
"Sell all your jewellery and give it to the poor."
But they laid Jesus Christ in His grave.

When Jesus came to town, the working folks around,
Believed what He did say.
Bankers and the preachers, they nailed Him on a cross,
And they laid Jesus Christ in His grave.

Poor workin' people they followed Him around,
Sung and shouted gay.
Cops and the soldiers they nailed Him in the air,
And they laid Jesus Christ in His grave.

This song was written in New York City,
Of rich man, preacher and slave.
If Jesus was to preach what He preached at Galilee
They would lay Jesus Christ in His grave.

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