Phil Ochs - The ballad of the carpenter
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Tuning: E A D G B E
[INTRO]
Am
[VERSE 1]
AmJesus was a Gworking Amman
AmAnd a hero Gyou will Amhear
AmBorn in the Gtown of AmBethleEhem
At the tAmurning Cof the Gyear
At the E7turning of the Amyear
[VERSE 2]
AmWhen Jesus was a Glittle Amlad
AmStreets rang Gwith his Amname
AmFor he argued Gwith the Amolder Emen
AmAnd put them Call to Gshame
He E7put them all to Amshame
[VERSE 3]
AmHe became a wandering GjourneyAmman
AmAnd he traveled Gfar and Amwide
AmAnd he noticed how Gwealth and AmpoverEty
Live Amalways Cside by Gside
Live E7always side by Amside
[VERSE 4]
AmSo he said "Come you Gworking Ammen
AmFarmers and Gweavers Amtoo
AmIf you would Gonly Amstand as Eone
This Amworld Cbelongs Gto you
E7This world belongs Amto you"
[VERSE 5]
AmWhen the rich men heard what the Gcarpenter had Amdone
AmTo the Roman Gtroops they Amran
AmSaying put this Grebel AmJesus Edown
AmHe's a menace to CGod and Gman
He's a E7menace to God and Amman
[VERSE 6]
AmThe commander of the Goccupying Amtroops
AmJust Glaughed and then he Amsaid
Am"There's a Gcross to spare onAm Calvaries EHill
By the Amweekend Che'll Gbe dead
By the E7weekend he'll be Amdead"
[VERSE 7]
AmNow Jesus walked aGmong the Ampoor
AmFor the poor were Ghis own Amkind
AmAnd they'd never let Gthem get Amnear enEough
To Amtake him Cfrom beGhind
To E7take him from beAmhind
[VERSE 8]
AmSo they hired one of the Gtraders Amtrade
AmAnd an Ginformer was Amhe
AmAnd he sold his Gbrother to the Ambutchers Emen
For a fAmistful of Csilver Gmoney
For a fE7istful of silver Ammoney
[VERSE 9]
AmAnd Jesus sat in the Gprison Amcell
AmAnd they beat him and Goffered him Ambribes
AmTo desert the Gcause of his Amfellow Eman
And Amwork for the Crich men's Gtribe
To E7work for the rich men's Amtribe
[VERSE 10]
AmAnd the sweat stood out on GJesus' Ambrow
AmAnd the blood was Gin his Ameye
AmWhen they nailed his Gbody to the AmRoman Ecross
And they Amlaughed as they Cwatched him Gdie
They E7laughed as they watched him Amdie
[VERSE 11]
AmTwo thousand years have Gpassed and Amgone
AmMany a Ghero Amtoo
AmBut the dream of Gthis poor AmcarpenEter
ReAmmains in the Chands of Gyou
RemE7ains in the hands of Amyou
[OUTRO]
Am