Help with a 70s song.....
07-28-05, 09:41 AM
#1
DVD Talk God
Thread Starter
Help with a 70s song.....
Okay, this is a two man song and could be late 60s, but I think it is 70s. Kind of a weird voice dude, and the lyrics start roughly,
"Get up in the morning..."
And his voice hits highs and low. Then the other voice comes in at the chorus, pretty deep, and it sounds to me like they say, "Israelites"
Sorry, it sounds so stupid, I know they must be saying something else, but I can't tell what it would be "Is there a light?" No idea.
Thanks.
"Get up in the morning..."
And his voice hits highs and low. Then the other voice comes in at the chorus, pretty deep, and it sounds to me like they say, "Israelites"
Sorry, it sounds so stupid, I know they must be saying something else, but I can't tell what it would be "Is there a light?" No idea.Thanks.
07-28-05, 10:18 AM
#2
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"Israelites" by Desmond Dekker.
Get up in the morning, slaving for bread, sir,
so that every mouth can be fed.
Poor me, the Israelite. Aah.
Get up in the morning, slaving for bread, sir,
So that every mouth can be fed.
Poor me, the Israelite. Aah.
My wife and my kids, they are packed up and leave me.
Darling, she said, I was yours to be seen.
Poor me, the Israelite. Aah.
Shirt them a-tear up, trousers are gone.
I don't want to end up like Bonnie and Clyde.
Poor me, the Israelite. Aah.
After a storm there must be a calm.
They catch me in the farm. You sound the alarm.
Poor me, the Israelite. Aah.
Poor me, the Israelite.
I wonder who I'm working for.
Poor me, Israelite,
I look a-down and out, sir.
<hr>
I learned reggae drumming from that song.
Get up in the morning, slaving for bread, sir,
so that every mouth can be fed.
Poor me, the Israelite. Aah.
Get up in the morning, slaving for bread, sir,
So that every mouth can be fed.
Poor me, the Israelite. Aah.
My wife and my kids, they are packed up and leave me.
Darling, she said, I was yours to be seen.
Poor me, the Israelite. Aah.
Shirt them a-tear up, trousers are gone.
I don't want to end up like Bonnie and Clyde.
Poor me, the Israelite. Aah.
After a storm there must be a calm.
They catch me in the farm. You sound the alarm.
Poor me, the Israelite. Aah.
Poor me, the Israelite.
I wonder who I'm working for.
Poor me, Israelite,
I look a-down and out, sir.
<hr>
I learned reggae drumming from that song.
07-28-05, 10:45 AM
#3
DVD Talk God
Thread Starter
It really is Israelite. I usually butcher songs pretty good, so I couldn't imagine I actually got one right. I actually thought I had something to top Belinda Carlisle's "Sickle and the Scythe"
