"Lord Have Mercy On The Working Man"

 

All around I hear the sound of money

But I ain't got a nickel to my name

And everywhere I look I see temptation

She stands on every corner and calls my name.

 

Won't you tell me if you can

'Cause life's so hard to understand

Why's the rich man busy dancing

While the poor man pays the band

Oh, they're billing me for killing me

Lord, have mercy on the working man.

 

Uncle Sam's got his hands in my pockets

And he helps himself each time he needs a dime

Them politicians treat me like a mushroom

'Cause they feed me bull and keep me in the blind.

 

Won't you tell me if you can

'Cause life's so hard to understand

Why's the rich man busy dancing

While the poor man pays the band

Oh, they're billing me for killing me

Lord, have mercy on the working man.

 

Hey, St. Peter, look down for a minute

And see this little man about to drown

There's quicksand all around and man I'm in it

Please help me up Lord, 'cause I'm going down.

 

Won't you tell me if you can

'Cause life's so hard to understand

Why's the rich man busy dancing

While the poor man pays the band

Oh, they're billing me for killing me

Lord, have mercy on the working man.

 

Won't you tell me if you can

'Cause life's so hard to understand

Why's the fat man busy dancing

While the thin man pays the band

Oh, they're billing me for killing me

Lord, have mercy on the working man.

 

Please Lord, have mercy on the working man.

Please Lord, have mercy on the working man…