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A hard-working man and brave Said to the rich, "Give your goods to the poor" So they laid Jesus Christ in His grave
He went to the sick, he went to the poor And he went to the hungry and the lame Said that the poor would one day win this world And so they laid Jesus Christ in His grave
One day Jesus stopped at a rich man's door "What must I do to be saved?" "Sell all of your jewelry and give it to the poor" And so they laid Jesus Christ in His grave
When the love of the poor shall one day turn to hate When the patience of the workers gives away "Would be better for you rich if you never had been born" So they laid Jesus Christ in His grave
When Jesus come to town, all the working folks around They sung and they shouted gay The bankers and the preachers, they nailed Him in the air Then they laid Jesus Christ in His grave
Well, the people held their breath when they heard about His death And everybody wondered why It was the landlord and the soldiers that he hired To nail Jesus Christ in the sky
This song was written in New York City Of rich man, preachers, and slaves But if Jesus was to preach like He preached in Galilee They would lay Jesus Christ in His grave
Woody Guthrie 1940
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