Joseph Musical Poor Poor Joseph Lyrics

Poor Poor Joseph Lyrics

Erzählerin:  

 Next day, far from home,  

 The brothers planned the repulsive crime  

  

 Brüder:  

 Let us grab him now,  

 Do him in, while we've got the time  

  

 Erzählerin:  

 This they didi and made the most of it  

 Tore his coat and flung him in a pit  

  

 Brüder:  

 Let us leave him here,  

 All alone, and he's bound to die  

  

 Erzählerin:  

 When some Ishmaelites,  

 A hairy crew, came riding by  

 In a flash the brothers changed their plan  

  

 Brüder:  

 We need cash. Let's sell him if he can  

  

 Erzählerin & Frauen & Kinder:  

 Poor, poor Joseph, what'cha gonna do?  

 Things look bad for you, hey, what'cha gonna do?  

 Poor, poor Joseph, what'cha gonna do?  

 Things look bad for you, hey, what'cha gonna do?  

  

 Brüder:  

 Could you use a slave,  

 You hairy bunch of Ishmaelites?  

 Young, strong, well-behaved,  

 Going cheap and he reads and writes  

  

 Erzählerin:  

 In a trice the dirty deal was done  

 Silver coins for Jacob's favourite son  

  

 Then the Ishmaelites  

 Galloped off with a slave in tow  

 Off to Egypt where Joseph was not keen to go  

 It wouldn't be a picnic he could tell  

  

 Joseph:  

 And I don't speak Egyptain very well  

  

 Erzählerin:  

 Joseph's brothers tore  

 His precious multi-coloured coat  

 Having ripped it up,  

 They next attacked a passing goat  

 Soon the wretched creature was no more  

 They dipped his coat in blood and guts and gore  

  

 Erzählerin & Ensemble & Children:  

 Oh now brothers, how low can you stoop?  

 You make a sordid group, hey, how low can you stoop?  

 Poor, poor Joseph, sold to be a slave  

 Situation's grave, hey, sold to be a slave