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Get up in the morning, slaving for bread, sir So that every mouth can be fed Poor me Israelites, ah 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 Israelites Shirt them a-tear up, trousers is gone I don't want to end up like Bonnie and Clyde
(Poor me Israelites) poor me Israelites After a storm there must be a calm They catch me in the farm You sound your alarm (Poor me Israelites) poor, a poor, a poor me Israelites, yee!
I said I get up in the morning, slaving for bread sir So that every mouth can be fed (Poor me Israelites) a poor me Israelites 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 me Israelites) 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 Israelites, yee! a poor, a poor, a poor, a poor
Me Israelites da I'm a wondering, working so hard a poor, a poor A poor me Israelites a look down an miss her a poor, a poor me Israelites
Letra de Israelites
Get up in the morning, slaving for bread, sir So that every mouth can be fed Poor me Israelites, ah 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 Israelites Shirt them a-tear up, trousers is gone I don't want to end up like Bonnie and Clyde
(Poor me Israelites) poor me Israelites After a storm there must be a calm They catch me in the farm You sound your alarm (Poor me Israelites) poor, a poor, a poor me Israelites, yee!
I said I get up in the morning, slaving for bread sir So that every mouth can be fed (Poor me Israelites) a poor me Israelites 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 me Israelites) 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 Israelites, yee! a poor, a poor, a poor, a poor
Me Israelites da I'm a wondering, working so hard a poor, a poor A poor me Israelites a look down an miss her a poor, a poor me Israelites