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