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Israelites

Get up in the morning slaving for bread, sir

So that every mouth can be fed

Poor me IsraelitesGet up in the morning slaving for bread, sir

So that every mouth can be fed

Poor me IsraelitesMy wife an' my kids them a pack up an' a leave me

Darlin' she said, "I was yours to be seen"

Poor me IsraelitesShirt dem a tear-up trousers a go

I don't want to end up like Bonny and Clyde

Poor me IsraelitesAfter a storm there must be a calm

You catch me in your farm, you sound your alarm

Poor me IsraelitesI said, "I get up in the morning slaving for bread, sir

So that every mouth can be fed"

Poor me IsraelitesMy wife an' my kids them a pack up an' a leave me

Darlin' she said, "I was yours to be seen"

Poor me IsraelitesLook, shirt dem a tear-up trousers a go

I don't want to end up like Bonny and Clyde

Poor me IsraelitesAfter a storm there must be a calm

You catch me in your farm, you sound your alarm

Poor me IsraelitesA-poor, a-poor, a-poor, a-poor me Israelites

Ima wondering working for hard

A-poor, a-poor, a-poor, a-poor me Israelites

I look a-down and out, sir

A-poor

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