| Song | Israelites |
| Artist | Desmond Dekker |
| Album | Ready Steady Go! - The Number One Sixties Album |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Get up in the morning, slaving for bread, sir | |
| So that every mouth can be fed | |
| Poor me Israelite, sir | |
| Get up in the morning, slaving for bread, sir | |
| So that every mouth can be fed | |
| Poor me Israelite | |
| Wife an' my kids, they are pack up an' leave me | |
| ‽Darling,†she said, ‽I was yours to be seen†| |
| Poor me Israelite | |
| Shirt, them a tear up, trousers are go | |
| I don't want to end up like Bonnie an' Clyde | |
| Poor me Israelite | |
| After a storm there must be a calm | |
| If they catch me in the farm, you sound your alarm | |
| Poor me Israelite | |
| I said, I get up in the morning, slaving for bread, sir | |
| So that every mouth can be fed | |
| Poor me Israelite, sir | |
| I said, my wife an' my kids, they are packed up an' leave me | |
| ‽Darlingâ€, she said, ‽I was yours to be seen†| |
| Poor me Israelite, sir | |
| Look, the shirt, them a tear up, trousers are go | |
| I don't want to end up like Bonnie an' Clyde | |
| Poor me Israelite, sir | |
| After a storm there must be a calm | |
| If they catch me in the farm, you sound your alarm | |
| Poor me Israelite | |
| Poor me Israelite | |
| Poor me Israelite | |
| Poor me Israelite |
| Get up in the morning, slaving for bread, sir | |
| So that every mouth can be fed | |
| Poor me Israelite, sir | |
| Get up in the morning, slaving for bread, sir | |
| So that every mouth can be fed | |
| Poor me Israelite | |
| Wife an' my kids, they are pack up an' leave me | |
| Darling, she said, I was yours to be seen | |
| Poor me Israelite | |
| Shirt, them a tear up, trousers are go | |
| I don' t want to end up like Bonnie an' Clyde | |
| Poor me Israelite | |
| After a storm there must be a calm | |
| If they catch me in the farm, you sound your alarm | |
| Poor me Israelite | |
| I said, I get up in the morning, slaving for bread, sir | |
| So that every mouth can be fed | |
| Poor me Israelite, sir | |
| I said, my wife an' my kids, they are packed up an' leave me | |
| Darling, she said, I was yours to be seen | |
| Poor me Israelite, sir | |
| Look, the shirt, them a tear up, trousers are go | |
| I don' t want to end up like Bonnie an' Clyde | |
| Poor me Israelite, sir | |
| After a storm there must be a calm | |
| If they catch me in the farm, you sound your alarm | |
| Poor me Israelite | |
| Poor me Israelite | |
| Poor me Israelite | |
| Poor me Israelite |
| Get up in the morning, slaving for bread, sir | |
| So that every mouth can be fed | |
| Poor me Israelite, sir | |
| Get up in the morning, slaving for bread, sir | |
| So that every mouth can be fed | |
| Poor me Israelite | |
| Wife an' my kids, they are pack up an' leave me | |
| Darling, she said, I was yours to be seen | |
| Poor me Israelite | |
| Shirt, them a tear up, trousers are go | |
| I don' t want to end up like Bonnie an' Clyde | |
| Poor me Israelite | |
| After a storm there must be a calm | |
| If they catch me in the farm, you sound your alarm | |
| Poor me Israelite | |
| I said, I get up in the morning, slaving for bread, sir | |
| So that every mouth can be fed | |
| Poor me Israelite, sir | |
| I said, my wife an' my kids, they are packed up an' leave me | |
| Darling, she said, I was yours to be seen | |
| Poor me Israelite, sir | |
| Look, the shirt, them a tear up, trousers are go | |
| I don' t want to end up like Bonnie an' Clyde | |
| Poor me Israelite, sir | |
| After a storm there must be a calm | |
| If they catch me in the farm, you sound your alarm | |
| Poor me Israelite | |
| Poor me Israelite | |
| Poor me Israelite | |
| Poor me Israelite |