Israelites - Derrick Morgan

Poor me Israelites

I get up in the mornin', slaving for bread, sir

So that every mouth can be fed

Poor me Israelites

My wife an' the kids, them a pack up an' a leave me

Darling, she said, I was yours to be seen

Poor me Israelites

My shirt them a-tear up, trousers are gone

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

Poor me Israelites

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 mornin', slaving for bread, sir

So that every mouth can be fed

Poor me Israelites

Look, my wife an' the kids, them a pack up an' a leave me

Darling, she said, I was yours to be seen

Poor me Israelite

My shirt them a-tear up, trousers are gone

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

Poor me, the Israelite

Now, after a storm, there must be a calm

Catch me in your farm, you sound your alarm

Poor me Israelite

My wife an' the kids, them a pack up an' a leave me

Darling, she said, I was yours to be seen

Poor me Israelite

My shirt them a-tear up, trousers are gone

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

Poor me Israelite, yeah

I get up in the mornin', slaving for bread, sir

So that every mouth can be fed

Poor me Israelites

I’ma workin', I’ma workin' so hard

Poor, poor, poor me Israelites

I’m workin', I’ma workin' so hard

Poor, poor, poor me Israelites

Poor me Israelites

I’m workin', I’ma workin' so hard

Poor, poor, poor me Israelites

Oh, yeah, poor me Israelites

I’m workin', I’ma workin' so hard

I’ma wonderin', ah wonderin', poor me Israelites

I’m working, working hard

Poor me Israelites

I’m workin', I’ma workin' so hard

Poor, poor, poor me Israelites

I’ma wonderin', ah working so hard

Poor, poor, poor me Israelites