U2 - Jesus Christ lyrics
[U2 - Jesus Christ lyrics]
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
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