Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Israelites, artist - Desmond Dekker. Album song The Israelites, in the genre Регги
Date of issue: 13.04.1975
Record label: Sanctuary Records Group
Song language: English
Israelites |
Get up in the morning slaving for bread, sir |
So that every mouth can be fed |
Poor me, israelites |
My wife and my kids they are packed up and leave me |
Darling, she said, I was yours to be seen |
Poor me, israelites |
Well, shirt them a tear-up, trousers are gone |
I don’t want to end up like Bonnie and Clyde |
Poor me, israelites |
And after a storm there must be a calm |
They catch me in your farm, you sound your alarm |
Poor me, israelites |
I get up in the morning slaving for bread, sir |
So that every mouth can be fed |
Poor me, israelites |
My wife and my kids they are packed up and leave me |
Darling, she said, I was yours to be seen |
Poor me, israelites |
Shirt them a tear-up, trousers are gone |
I don’t want to end up like Bonnie and Clyde |
Poor me, israelites |
Poor me, israelites |
Poor me, israelites |
Poor me, israelites |
Poor me, israelites |