Pharoah, let my people go
Pharoah, let my people go

I cast my rod upon the iron floor
I raise my voice where others have been before
I set the serpent hissing and you hear him roar
Your hear will harden up and crack the Kremlin door

Pharoah, let my people go
Pharoah, let my people go
That they may serve me in the wilderness

Insane Anglo warlord on the loose
Pistol packed and ready to be used
You will have to fight with him to win a truce
Meantime, Pharoah, here is something you can do

Pharoah, let my people go
Pharoah, let my people gp

Natan is living in Jerusalem
Stronger than all the torture you devised for him
Avital has learned to be his wife again
Set free the hall million who would follow them

Pharoah, let my people go
Pharoah, let my people go
That they may serve Me in the wilderness

Words and Music © 1986 & 1987 David Indian Music