Sometimes it's so hard to do what's right
He thinks to himself late at night
Friday is near, the time for Mivtzoim
I don't know why, but I'm too shy to ask them if they're Jewish
My friends, they all do seem to know
To shopkeepers and businessmen they go
They each have their way, they know just what to say
It comes to me, I want to speak, but I'm just too embarrassed
But Rebbe I'll do it, I'll do it to the fullest
For you are our father, and we are your children
With love we do sing, "Long Live our King"
For you Tatte we will do anything
But Rebbe I'll do it, I'll do it to the fullest
For you are our father, and we are your children
With love we do sing, "Long Live our King"
For you Tatte we will do anything
The next Friday happily I went
From the store I was rudely sent
But it will get done, for I'm the Rebbe's son
The love so strong, it burns in me
I want to make him happy
But Rebbe I'll do it, I'll do it to the fullest
For you are our father, and we are your children
With love we do sing, "Long Live our King"
For you Tatte we will do anything
But Rebbe I'll do it, I'll do it to the fullest
For you are our father, and we are your children
With love we do sing, "Long Live our King"
For you Tatte we will do anything
For you Tatte we will do anything