We've taken all you've given

But it's gettin' hard to make a livin'

Mr. President have pity on the working man



We're not asking you to love us

You may place yourself high above us

Mr. President have pity on the working man



I know it may sound funny

But people ev'ry where are runnin' out of money

We just can't make it by ourself



It is cold and the wind is blowing

We need something to keep us gong

Mr. President have pity on the working man



Maybe you've cheated

Maybe you've lied

Maybe you have finally lost your mind

Maybe you're only thinking 'bout yourself



Too late to run. Too late to cry now

The time has come for us to say good-bye now

Mr. President have pity on the working man

Mr. President have pity on the working man