Give Me back My Job
I don’t want your millions mister
I can’t use no diamond ring
I want the right to live mister
give me back my job again
I don’t want your rolls royce mister
I can’t use no pleasure yacht
I want some food for these children
Give to me my old job back
We work to build this country mister
while you enjoyed your life of ease
you steal aaaaaaaaaaaal that we build mister
gotta see these folks - they starve and freeze
(they freezin’)
Call me dumb if you wish mister
call me green or blue or red
this one thing i sure know mister
these hungry folks they got to be fed
Give to me my old job back again
