Pharoah, Pharoah G C D C G C Pharoah, Pharoah, ooh baby, let my people go! UH! D C Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, I said (Repeat) G C D C Well a burning bush told me just the other day G C D C That I should come over here and stay. G C D C Gotta get my people out of Pharoah’s hand G C D C And lead them all to the promise land, I said, (Chorus) Well-a me ‘n God’s people comin’ to the Red Sea And Pharoah’s army comin’ after me, I raised my rod and stuck it in the sand. And all of God’s people walked across dry land, I said, (Chorus) Well-a Pharoah’s army is a comin’ too, So what do you think that I did do? I raised my rod and I cleared my throat, And all of Pharoah’s army did the dead mans’s float, I said, (Chorus) Words by Tony Sabrana © 1971 Tony Sabrana