Lyrics:
Joseph's luck was really out
His spirit and his fortune low
Alone he sat, alone he thought
Of happy times he used to know
Hey, dreamer, don't be so
Well, you know that kings ain't stupid
But I don't have a clue
Don't be cruel, Joseph
Help me now, I beg of you
So back in Canaan
The future looked rough
Galloped off with the 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
blind Joseph came towards him
With a shotgun in his arms
He said you'll pay me twenty dollars
Before you leave my farm
Van Bushell saw the hook
Joseph came towards him
With a shotgun in his arms
He said you'll pay me twenty dollars
Before you leave my farm
Van Bushell saw the hook
Which replaced
responsible for all this peace and joy
Who deserves the credit for the blessings we enjoy
Preacher said last Sunday it was Joseph and Mary's boy
There were
C'mon you know that kings ain't stupid
But I don't have a clue
So don't be cruel Joseph
You gotta help me now I beg of you
I was standing doing
and do
their work thoroughly without it.
Sir Joseph.
Don't patronise them, sir — pray, don't patronise them.
Captain Corcoran.
Certainly not, Sir Joseph
from
Every door like Joseph
To even the toughest among us
(Don't you know) that would be too much
He didn't know what it was to be black
'Til they
now, lost and, found out, yeah
You gotta let me know if I could be your Joseph
Only tell you real shit, that's the tea, no sip
Don't trip, don
Oh, your golden lights of America,
Joseph sought your prairies and your buffalo.
And the humming of the rails down through Kansas,
They brought
Mary grows a child without the help of a man
Joseph get upset because he doesn't understand
Angel comes to Joseph in a powerful dream
Says "God
sweet Father Joseph, sweet Jesus
We made it in America, sweet baby Jesus, ooh
Oh sweet baby Jesus, we made it in America
Sweet baby Jesus, ooh, oh
from
Every door like Joseph
To even the toughest among us
(Don't you know) that would be too much
He didn't know what it was to be black
'Til they
[Joseph]
Seven years of bumper crops are on their way
Years of plenty endless wheat and tons of hay
Your farms will boom
There won't be room
To store
responsible for all this peace and joy
Who deserves the credit for the blessings we enjoy
Preacher said last Sunday it was Joseph and Mary's boy
There were
It's just my Joseph's Coat
When I wear it out
Everyone takes note
And I lose all doubt
Hey, there's Joseph's Coat
It has so many colors
I don't mean
LIIIIIIIIIIIIIIAAAAAAAARRRRR
Oh the day you said enough
Oh the day you said enough
Oh the day you said enough
Oh the day you said enough
Don’t listen to Joseph
Don’t listen
Sir Joseph.
For I hold that on the seas
The expression, "If you please",
A particularly gentlemanly tone implants.
Hebe.
And so do his sisters,
But Joseph right here
Got his own beats
And don't let nobody tell you different
You know, that's your shit
That's what you like
And that's what you
I heard a rumour
They travel far
You know what it's like
The way people are
They talk and they talk
Though they don't understand
They'll
pains couldn’t be over
don’t be judas just send me over
Joseph o I get dreams like Joseph o ohhh
shey you know I get dreams like Joseph o ooh
Jo jo
of the question.
Captain.
Don't say that, your honour — love levels all ranks.
Sir Joseph.
It does to a considerable extent, but it does not level them as much
I heard a rumour
They travel far
You know what it's like
The way people are
They talk and they talk
Though they don't understand
They'll
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