Israelites

Rude Boys and Girls know your roots, and give Mr. Dekker his due!!!

[Verse 1] Get up in the morning, slaving for bread, sir So that every mouth can be fed Poor, poor me, Israelites (Ah-ah) Get up in the morning, slaving for bread, sir So that every mouth can be fed Poor, poor me, Israelites, sir [Verse 2] My wife and my kids, they pack up and a-leave me Darling, she said, "I was yours to receive" Poor, poor me, Israelites, hey Shirt, them a-tear up, trousers are gone I don't want to end up like Bonnie and— (Poor) Bonnie and Clyde, poor me, Israelites, hey [Verse 3] After a storm, there must be a calm They catch me in the farm You sound your alarm Poor, poor me, Israelites, hey [Instrumental] [Verse 1] I said, I get up in the morning, slaving for bread, sir So that every mouth can be fed Poor, poor me, Israelites, hey-hey Wife and my kids, they pack up and a-leave me Darling, she said, "I was yours to receive" Poor, poor me, Israelites, hey [Verse 2] Shirt, them a-tear up, trousers are gone I don't want to end up like Bonnie and— (Poor) Like Bonnie and Clyde, poor me, Israelites, hey [Verse 3] After a storm, there must be a calm They catch me in the farm, you sound your alarm Poor, poor me, Israelites, hey-hey-hey Poor, poor me, Israelites Dem a wonder we not working so hard Poor, poor me, Israelites Dey look a-down on me, sir Poor, poor me, Israelites (Yeah-ee-ee) Poor, poor me, Israelites, yeah, yeah, yeah Poor, poor me, Israelites, yeah, yeah Poor, poor me, Israelites (Israelites) Poor, poor me, Israelites