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 ain’t 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’re cheap

Maybe you’re lyin
Maybe you have lost your mind

Maybe you only think about 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