歌曲名 Isralelites

歌手名 Desmond Dekker And The Aces

Get up in the morning slaving for bread sir

So that every mouth can be fed

Poor me the Israelite ah

Get up in the morning slaving for bread sir

So that every mouth can be fed

Poor me the Israelite

My wife and my kids they pack up and leave me

Darling she said I was yours to be seen

Poor poor me the Israelite

Shirt them a-tear up trousers are go

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

Poor me the Israelite

After a storm there must be a calm

If they catch me in the farm you sound your alarm

Poor poor poor me the Israelite yee

I said I get up in the morning slaving for bread sir

So that every mouth can be fed

Poor me the Israelite ah

I said my wife and my kids they pack up and leave me

Darling she said I was yours to be seen

Poor me the Israelite

Look me shirt them a-tear up trousers are go

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

Poor poor me the Israelite ah

After a storm there must be a calm

If they catch me in the farm you sound your alarm

Poor poor me the Israelite yee-ee-ee

Poor poor poor poor me the Israelite

I'm wondering and working so hard

Poor poor poor poor me the Israelite

I look down and out sir