The Israelites (בני ישראל, Standard: Bnai Yisraʾel; Tiberian: Bnai Yiśrāʾēl; ISO 259-3: Bnai Yiśraˀel) were a Hebrew-speaking people of the Ancient Near East, who inhabited the Land of Canaan during the tribal and monarchic periods (15th to 6th centuries BCE), later evolving into Jews and Samaritans of the classic period, inhabiting Judea and Samaria respectively. In Modern Hebrew usage, an Israelite is, broadly speaking, a lay member of the Jewish ethnoreligious community, as opposed to the priestly orders of Kohanim and Levites.
The word "Israelite" derives from the Biblical Hebrew word "Israel". Although most literary references to Israelites are located in the Hebrew Bible, there is also abundant non-biblical archaeological and historical evidence of ancient Israel and Judah. The ethnonym is attested as early as the 13th century BCE in an Egyptian inscription. The Hebrew Bible etymologizes the name as from yisra "to prevail over" or "to struggle/wrestle with", and el, "God, the divine". The eponymous biblical patriarch of the Israelites is Jacob, who wrestled with God who gave him a blessing and renamed him "Israel" because he had "striven with God and with men, and have prevailed." (Genesis 32:24-32) According to the Hebrew Bible, Israelites were the "chosen people" of God. The name Hebrews is sometimes used synonymously with "Israelites". The Qurʾānic term is for Israelites is Banī Israʾīl (children of Israel).
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.
Poor me, Israelites
I get up in the morning slaving for bread, sir
So that every mouth can be fed
Poor me, Israelites
My wife and my kids they packed up and leave me
Darling, she said, I was yours to be seen
Poor me, Israelites
Well, shirt them a tear-up, trousers are gone
I don?t want to end up like Bonnie and Clyde
Poor me, Israelites
And after a storm there must be a calm
They catch me in your farm, you sound your alarm
Poor me, Israelites
I get up in the morning slaving for bread, sir
So that every mouth can be fed
Poor me, Israelites
My wife and my kids they packed up and leave me
Darling, she said, I was yours to be seen
Poor me, Israelites
Shirt them a tear-up, trousers are gone
I don?t want to end up like Bonnie and Clyde
Poor me, Israelites
Poor me, Israelites
Poor me, Israelites
Poor me, Israelites
Get up in the morning, slaving for bread, sir,
so that every mouth can be fed.
Poor me, the Israelite.
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.
Shirt them a-tear up, trousers are gone.
I don't want to end up like Bonnie and Clyde.
Poor me, the Israelite
After a storm there must be a calm.
They catch me in the farm. You sound the alarm.
Poor me, the Israelite.
Get up in the morning, slaving for bread, sir,
so that every mouth can be fed.
Poor me, the Israelite.
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.
Shirt them a-tear up, trousers are gone.
I don't want to end up like Bonnie and Clyde.
Poor me, the Israelite.
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.