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





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wow, powerful stuff. i'm actually surprised that we don't hear a lot more like this than we actually do. oppression often leads to song-writing, and there sure is a lot of harsh oppression all through the world's population these days.