Mr. President (Have Pity on the Working Man)

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'rywhere 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 goodbye now Mr. President, have pity on the working man Mr. President, have pity on the working man