Well Jesus was a man who traveled through the land
A hard working man and brave.
Well, he said to the rich 'give your goods 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 jewelery 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

Well 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
By a rich man, a preacher, and a slave
Well if Jesus was to preach what he preached at Gallilee
They would lay 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