Potiphar Songtext
von Andrew Lloyd Webber

Potiphar had very few cares
He was one of Egypt′s millionaires
Having made a fortune buying shares
In pyramids

Potiphar had made a huge pile
Earned a large percentage of the Nile
Meant that he could really live in style
And he did

Joseph was an unimportant slave
Who found he liked his master
Consequently worked much harder
He ran with devotion

Potiphar could see that Joseph was
A cut above the average
Made him leader of the household
Maximum promotion


Potiphar was cool and so fine
But his wife would never toe the line
It's all there in chapter thirty-nine
Of Genesis

She was beautiful but evil
Sold her lot to men against his will
He would have to tell her that she still
Was his

Joseph′s looks and handsome figure
Had attracted her attention
Every morning she would beckon
"Come and lie with me, love"

Joseph wanted to resist her
Till one day she proved too eager
Joseph cried in vain, "Please stop
I don't believe in free love"

Suddenly they heard a roar
Potiphar burst through the door
"Joseph, I'll see you rot in jail
The things you have done are beyond the pale"


Poor Joseph, locked up in a cell
Things aren′t going well, hey
Locked up in a cell
Locked up in a cell