所属专辑:Reggae Gold 2013
时长: 02:34
Get up in the morning, slaving for bread, sir,[00:02:34]
So that every mouth can be fed.[00:02:34]
Poor me, Israelites.[00:02:34]
Get up in the morning, slaving for bread, sir,[00:02:34]
So that every mouth can be fed.[00:02:34]
Poor me, Israelites.[00:02:34]
My wife and my kids, they pack up and a leave me.[00:02:34]
"Darling," she said "I was yours to recieve."[00:02:34]
Poor me, Israelites.[00:02:34]
Shirt them a-tear up, trousers are gone.[00:02:34]
I don't want to end up like Bonnie and Clyde.[00:02:34]
Poor me, Israelites.[00:02:34]
After a storm there must be a calming.[00:02:34]
You catch me in your farm, you sound your alarm.[00:02:34]
Poor me, Israelites.[00:02:34]
I said I get up in the morning, stabbing for bread, sir,[00:02:34]
So that every mouth can be fed.[00:02:34]
Poor me, Israelites.[00:02:34]
Said my wife and my kids, they pack up and a leave me.[00:02:34]
"Darling," she said "I was yours to recieve."[00:02:34]
Poor me, Israelites.[00:02:34]
Look, me shirt them a-tear up, trousers are gone.[00:02:34]
I don't want to end up like Bonnie and Clyde.[00:02:34]
Poor me, Israelites.[00:02:34]
After a storm there must be a calming.[00:02:34]
You catch me in your farm, you sound your alarm.[00:02:34]
Poor me, Israelites.[00:02:34]
Poor me, Israelites.[00:02:34]
I'm wonder why I'm working so hard.[00:02:34]
Poor me, Israelites.[00:02:34]
I look down and out, sir.[00:02:34]