文本歌词

Israelites - 60's 70's 80's 90's Hits/80's Pop Band/The 80's Band
Get up in the morning slaving for bread sir
So that every mouth can be fed
Poor poor me israelites
Get up in the morning slaving for bread Sir
So that every mouth can be fed
Poor me the israelite
My wife and my kids they packed up and leave me
Darling she said I was yours to be seen
Poor me
The israelite
Shirt them a tear up trousers are gone
I don't
Want to end up like bonnie and clyde
Poor me the israelite
After a storm there must be a calm
They catch me
In the farm
You sound your alarm
Poor a poor a poor me the israelite
I said I get up in the morning slaving for bread Sir
So that every mouth can be fed
Poor me israelite aah
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 aah
Look me shirts them a tear up trousers are gone
I don't want to end up like bonnie and clyde
A poor a poor me israelites aah
After a storm there must be a calm
They catch me in the farm
You sound your alarm
Poor me israelite
A poor a poor a poor me israelites aah
Poor me israelite