Текст песни Forrest Gump - Mr. President

We've taken all you've given But it's gettin' hard to make a livin' Mr. President have pity on the working man We're not asking you to love us You may place yourself high above us Mr. President have pity on the working man I know it may sound funny But people ev'ry where are runnin' out of money We just can't make it by ourself It is cold and the wind is blowing We need something to keep us gong Mr. President have pity on the working man Maybe you've cheated Maybe you've lied Maybe you have lost your mind Maybe you're only thinking 'bout yourself Too late to run. Too late to cry now The time has come for us to say good-bye now Mr. President have pity on the working man Mr. President have pity on the working man