Ballad Of A Carpenter - Live

Jesus was a working man
 And a hero you will hear
 Born in the town of Bethlehem
 At the turning of the year
 At the turning of the year
 When Jesus was a little lad
 Streets rang with his name
 For he argued with the older men
 And he put them all to shame
 He put them all to shame
 He became a wandering journeyman
 And he traveled far and wide
 And he noticed how wealth and poverty
 Live always side by side
 Live always side by side
 So he said, "Come all you working men,
 You farmers and weavers too
 If you would only stand as one
 This world belongs to you
 This world belongs to you"
 When the rich men heard what the carpenter had done
 To the Roman troops he ran
 Saying put this rebel Jesus down
 He's a menace to God and man
 He's a menace to God and man
 The commander of the occupying troops
 He laughed and then he said
 There's a cross to spare on Calvary's hill
 By the weekend he'll he dead
 By the weekend he'll be dead
 Now Jesus walked among the poor
 For the poor were his own kind
 And they'd never let them get near enough
 To take him from behind
 To take him front behind
 So they hired one of the traitors trade
 And an informer was he
 And he sold his brothers to the butcher's men
 For a fistful of silver money
 For a fistful of silver money
 And Jesus sat in the prison cell
 And they beat him and offered him bribes
 To desert the cause of his fellow men
 And work for the rich men's tribe
 To work for the rich men's tribe
 And the sweat stood out in Jesus' brow
 And the blood was in his eye
 When they nailed his body to the Roman cross
 And they laughed as they watched him die
 They laughed as they watched him die
 2,000 years have passed and gone
 And many a hero too,
 But the dream of this poor carpenter
 Remains in the hands of you
 Remains in the hands of you