Lyrics Poor, Poor Joseph - The New Musical Cast

Next day, far from home
The brothers planned a repulsive crime
Let us grave him now,
Do him in, while we′ve got the time
This they did amd made the most of it
Tore his coat and flung him in a pit
Let is leave him here,
All alone, and he's bond to die
When some Ishmaelites,
A hairy crew, came riding by
In a flash the brothers changed their plan
We need cash. Let′s sell him if we can
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?
Could you use a slave,
You hairy bunch of Ishmaelites?
Young, strong, well-behaved,
Going cheap and he reads and writes
In a trice the dirty deal was done
Silver coins for Jacob's favorite son
Then the Ishmealites
Galloped off with a skace in tow
Off to Egypt where Joseph was not keen to go
It wouldn′t be a picnic he could tell
And I don't speak Egyptian very well
Joseph′s brothers tore
His precious muti-colored coat
Havinf 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
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