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Desmond Dekker
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Israelites
Lyricist:Desmond Dekker, Leslie Kong
Get up in the morning, slaving for bread, sir So that every mouth can be fed Poor me Israelite, sir
Get up in the morning, slaving for bread, sir So that every mouth can be fed Poor me Israelite
Wife an' my kids, they are pack up an' leave me ‽Darling,†she said, ‽I was yours to be seen†Poor me Israelite
Shirt, them a tear up, trousers are go I don't want to end up like Bonnie an' Clyde Poor me Israelite
After a storm there must be a calm If they catch me in the farm, you sound your alarm Poor me Israelite
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com 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 an' my kids, they are packed up an' leave me ‽Darlingâ€, she said, ‽I was yours to be seen†Poor me Israelite, sir
Look, the shirt, them a tear up, trousers are go I don't want to end up like Bonnie an' Clyde Poor me Israelite, sir
After a storm there must be a calm If they catch me in the farm, you sound your alarm Poor me Israelite
Poor me Israelite Poor me Israelite Poor me Israelite
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