Dry your Eyes Jesus Ursula Burns Chorus: [C] Dry your eyes Jesus it was years ago Dry your eyes Jesus it was years ago when we [F] put you, put you to [C] death (really dead, taytie bread. Bom bom bom) [C] Dry your eyes Jesus it was years ago Dry your eyes Jesus it was years ago when we [F] put you, put you to [C] death Well you're [G] standing there making me feel guilty With your [F] arms outstretched and your hands all bloody [G] Just for the record and for your information As you [F] walked the crosses of the station [*pause] I wasn't [C] there Chorus: [G] Look on the bright side, you got to rise And I'm [F] sure the Easter chocolate was a nice surprise Not [G] many get a chance to come back from the dead Look at [F] poor John the bap, sure he lost his head Now dry your [C] eyes Chorus: Your [G] da was raging at what we'd done So he [F] passed down laws saying no more fun For [G] forgiveness all the wee childer prayed And the [F] catholics kept breeding every time they got laid But [G] he was just ripping cos you moved back home But it [F] wasn't our fault so can you please tell Rome that we weren't [C] there. *spoken: We didn't do it. It wasn't our fault