I'm a Yeshiva Bochur Lyrics

He starts his day with Torah

And then he's off to pray

He has the same fulfilling schedule

Oh, each and every day

White shirt and strippy tzitzis

Black hat and pointy shoes

The look, that's what hits us

All black, no greys or blues

His diet's mainly cholent

Oh, and coleslaw fills his veins

And once he ate gefilta fish

On a crowded subway train

With a sprinkling of chrain

Upside, inside out

He's a yeshiva bochur

Thumbs go up and down

He's a yeshiva bochur

You be Zivulun

He will be the Yessachar

Learning late at night

He's a yeshiva bochur

He's a yeshiva bochur

He's a yeshiva bochur

He keeps track of the Yankees' score

But has no time to watch the game

Wouldn't trade his life of Torah

For all of Jeter's fame

You'll find an in beis madrash

Cup of coffee at his side

He's got a hat and jacket

And he wears them all with pride

On a rollercoaster ride

Upside, inside out

I'm a yeshiva bochur

Thumbs go up and down

I'm a yeshiva bochur

You be Zivulun

I'm gonna be the Yessachar

Learning late at night

I'm a yeshiva bochur

I'm a yeshiva bochur

I'm a yeshiva bochur

When he goes to the barber

Oh, there's no messing around

All his hair gets shaven off

Except for two gigantic mounds

And they charge him by the pound

Upside, inside out

I'm a yeshiva bochur

Thumbs go up and down

I'm a yeshiva bochur

You be Zivulun

I'm gonna be the Yessachar

Shteiging late at night

I'm a yeshiva bochur

I'm a yeshiva bochur

Torah! Learn Torah

I Shteig Away! Yeshiva bochur