1.Israelites
lyrics：desmond dekker
Get up in the morning slaving for bread sir
So that every mouth can be fed
Oooh, oooh mi israelites.
Mi wife an' ma kids them a pack up an' a leave me
'darling' she said 'i was yours to be seen'
Oooh, oooh mi israelites
Who am i workin' for？
Cho! shirt dem a tear-up trousers a go
I don't wan' to end up like bonny and clyde
Oooh, oooh mi israelites
After a storm there must be a calm
Uou catch me in your farm, you sound your alarm
Oooh, oooh mi israelites
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