Poor, Poor Joseph Bill Hutton & Laurie Beechman

[NARRATOR]
Next day, far from home
The brothers planned the repulsive crime

[BROTHERS]
Let us grab him now
Do him in, while we've got the time

[NARRATOR]
This they did and made the most of it
Tore his coat and flung him in a pit

[BROTHERS]
Let us leave him here
All alone, and he's bound to die

[NARRATOR]
When some Ishmaelites
A hairy crew, came riding by
In a flash the brothers changed their plan

[BROTHERS]
We need cash. Let's sell him if we can

[NARRATOR, FEMALE ENSEMBLE & CHILDREN]
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?