New York City

Jesus Christ was a man who travelled 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 jewellery 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 man, preacher, and slave 
  If Jesus was to preach what He preached in Galilee, 
  They would lay poor Jesus in His grave.