Saturday, April 03, 2010

"I wish that a carpenter had made the world instead"

It was on a Friday morning
That they took me from the cell
And I saw they had a carpenter
To crucify as well.
You can blame it on to Pilate,
You can blame it on the Jews
You can blame it on the Devil.
It’s God who I accuse.

“It’s God they ought to crucify
Instead of you and me,”
I said to the carpenter,
A-hanging on the tree.

You can blame it on to Adam,
You can blame it on to Eve.
You can blame it on the apple,
But that I can't believe.
It was God that made the Devil
And the woman and the man,
And there wouldn't be an apple
If it wasn't in the plan.

“It’s God they ought to crucify
Instead of you and me,”
I said to the carpenter,
A-hanging on the tree.

"Now Barabbas was a killer
And they let Barabbas go,
But you are being crucified
For nothing that I know,
And your God is up in Heaven
And He doesn't do a thing,
With a million angels watching
And they never move a wing."

“It’s God they ought to crucify
Instead of you and me,”
I said to the carpenter,
A-hanging on the tree.

“To hell with Jehovah"
To the carpenter I said
" I wish that a carpenter
Had made the world instead.
Goodbye and good luck to you;
Our ways will soon divide.
Remember me tomorrow
The man you hung beside.”


“It’s God they ought to crucify
Instead of you and me,”
I said to the carpenter,
A-hanging on the tree.

Sydney Carter

2 comments:

劉承合 said...
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Political Scientist said...

Bloody spammers.