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