Karaoké Lord Have Mercy on the Working Man Travis Tritt

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

Now won't you tell me if you can 'cos 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 'cos they feed me bull and keep me in the blind

Now won't you tell me if you can 'cos 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 Saint 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 'cos I'm going down

Now won't you tell me if you can 'cos 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 'cos 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

Dear Lord have mercy on the working man

Please Lord have mercy on the working man

Please Lord have mercy on the working

Man