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*** Israelites ***
Get up in the morning slaving for bread sir
So that every mouth can be fed
Oh oh oh oh ooh whoah mi Israelites x2
Get up in the morning slaving for bread sir
So that every mouth can be fed
Oh oh oh oh ooh whoah mi Israelites x2
Wife and mi kids them pack up an a leave im
Darling she said, I was yours to receive
Oh oh oh oh ooh whoah mi Israelites x2
Him shirt dem a tear up, trousers a go
Don't wan to end up like Bonnie and Clyde
Oh oh oh oh ooh whoah mi Israelites x2
After a storm there must be a calm
Catch im in your farm, you sound the alarm
Oh oh oh oh ooh whoah mi Israelites
Br. Im a wondering a wondering
Working so hard
Yes him a wondering a wondering
Look down pon mi Lord
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