You had the baby
Like he said you should do
Once the kid was born
He forgot all about you
Now the poor thing's coughing
And you can't pay for the cure
Well you're hard working
Hard working and poor
The man calls it envy
Thinks you want what he's got
You're just trying to rid yourself of
What he has not
He has no fear
Lord, he has no clue
About being hard working
Hard working and poor
The bank pays the big check
Seven little ones bounce
Even though the total sums came to
Lesser amounts
Meanwhile the CEO
Takes your overdraft fees on an overseas tour
Well you're hard working
Hard working and poor
The dice are loaded, baby
That's a fact
Tables are tilted and the
The deck is stacked
There's only so much
The human spirit can endure
When you're hard working
Hard working and poor