So you tell me that your last
good dollar is gone
And you say that your pockets are bare
And you tell me that your clothes
are tattered and torn
And nobody seems to care
Now don't tell me your troubles
No, I don't have the time to spare
But if you wanna get
together and fight,
good buddy, that's what I want to hear
And you tell me that your
job was taken away
by a big old greasy ma chine
And you tell me that you don't
collect no more pay
and your belly is growing lean
Now if I had the jobs to give,
you know I'd give them all away
But don't waste your breath
calling out my name
if you don't have nothing to say
And you tell me that you don't
have nothing to do,
and you keep on wasting your time
And you say when you want to
get your family some food
You gotta stand in a relief line
Now it's a sin and a bloody shame
About the way they're
pushing you round
But when you decide not
to take no more
Well you know I put my
money down
Cause I've seen your kind
many times before
And I'll see you many times again
For every bad thing that
has happened to you
Has happened to better men
So don't explain that
you've lost your way
And that you've got no place to go
You've got a hand and a voice
and you're not alone
Brother, that's all you need to know
And if you're still wondering
what I'm trying to say
Let me tell you what it's all about
Now nobody listens to a single man
When he's walking round down and out
So if you're looking for romance
He's standing there by your side
And you'll never really know
how far you'll go
Till you join together an d try
So you tell me that your last
good dollar is gone
And you say that your pockets are bare
And you tell me that your clothes
are tattered and torn
And nobody seems to care
Now don't tell me your troubles
No, I don't have the time to spare
But if you wanna get
together and fight,
good buddy, that's what I want to hear