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 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