Derrick Morgan - Israelites lyrics

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