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