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Poor, Poor Joseph
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Musicals
Poor, Poor Joseph was released on January 1, 1968 by UMC (Universal Music Catalogue) as a part of the album Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat (1969 Concept Album)
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Release DateJanuary 1, 1968
LabelUMC (Universal Music Catalogue)
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM126

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Performer
The Joseph Consortium
The Joseph Consortium
Performer
Tim Rice
Tim Rice
Vocals
Alan Doggett
Alan Doggett
Conductor
The Colet Court Choir
The Colet Court Choir
Choir
Malcolm Parry
Malcolm Parry
Bass Guitar, Vocals
Bryan Watson
Bryan Watson
Vocals, Drums
David Daltrey
David Daltrey
Guitar, Vocals
John Cook
John Cook
Vocals, Organ
Terry Saunders
Terry Saunders
Vocals, Guitar
Martin Wilcox
Martin Wilcox
Harpsichord, Maracas, Acoustic Guitar
William Lloyd Webber
William Lloyd Webber
Hammond Organ
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Composer, Librettist
Tim Rice
Tim Rice
Songwriter, Lyrics, Librettist
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Norrie Paramor
Norrie Paramor
Producer
Tim Rice
Tim Rice
Producer
Peter Rynston
Peter Rynston
Assistant Recording Engineer
Bill Price
Bill Price
Engineer

Lyrics

Next day, far from home
The brothers planned the repulsive crime
Let us grab him now
Do him in while we've got the time
This they did and made the most of it
Tore his coat and flung him in a pit
Let us leave him here
All alone and he's bound 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? (What'cha gonna do?)
Things look bad for you, hey, what'cha gonna do?
Poor, poor Joseph, what'cha gonna do? (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 Ishmaelites
Galloped off with a slave in tow
Off to Egypt where
Joseph was not too keen to go
It wouldn't be a picnic, he could tell
And I don't speak Egyptian very well
Aw
Joseph's brothers tore
His precious multi-colored 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
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 (Sold to be a slave)
Situation's grave, hey, sold to be a slave
Written by: Andrew Lloyd Webber, Tim Rice
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