Jesus Christ
Woody Guthrie| Original | La versione degli U2 |
| JESUS CHRIST Jesus Christ was a man who traveled through the land A hard-working man and brave He said to the rich, "Give your money 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 of your jewelry and give it to the poor," And they laid Jesus Christ in His grave. When Jesus come to town, all the working folks around Believed what he did say But the bankers and the preachers, they nailed Him on the cross, And they laid Jesus Christ in his grave. And the people held their breath when they heard about his death Everybody wondered why It was the big landlord and the soldiers that they hired To nail Jesus Christ in the sky This song was written in New York City Of rich mans, preachers, and slaves If Jesus was to preach what He preached in Galilee, They would lay poor Jesus in His grave. | One, two, three, four Well, Jesus was a man who traveled 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 jewelry and give it 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 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 The sung and shouted the day Well, the cops and the soldiers, they nailed him in the air And they laid Jesus Christ in His grave Halle, hallelujah Halle, hallelujah Halle, hallelujah Well, they laid Jesus Christ in His grave Halle, hallelujah Halle, hallelujah Halle, hallelujah Well, they laid Jesus Christ in His grave Well, this song was written in New York city 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 One, two, three, four! Halle, hallelujah Halle, hallelujah Halle, hallelujah Well, they laid Jesus Christ in His grave Halle, hallelujah Halle, hallelujah Halle, hallelujah Well, they laid Jesus Christ in His grave |
