Israelites 歌词
Get up in the morning
Slaving for bread sir
So that every mouth can be fed
Poor me israelites aah
Get up in the morning
Slaving for bread sir
So that every mouth can be fed
Poor me israelite
My wife and my kids
They packed up and leave me
Darling she said
I was yours to be seen
Poor me israelite
Shirt them a tear up
Trousers are gone
I don't want to end up like
Bonnie and clyde
Poor me israelite
After a storm there must be a calm
They catch me in the farm
You sound your alarm
Poor a poor a poor me israelite
I said i get up in the morning
Slaving for bread sir
So that every mouth can be fed
Poor me israelite sir
I said my wife and my kids
They are packed up and leave me
Darling she said
I was yours to be seen
Poor me israelites sir
Look me shirts them a tear up
Trousers are gone
I don't want to end up like
Bonnie and clyde
Poor a poor a poor me israelites sir
After a storm there must be a calm
They catch me in the farm
You sound your alarm
Poor me israelite
A poor a poor a poor a poor me israelites
I'm a wondering ah working so hard
A poor a poor a poor me israelites
I'm a look down nana meaning sir
A poor a poor
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