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 Cause life's so hard to understand Why's the rich man busy dancin' While the poor man pays the band Oh they're billing me, for killing me Lord have mercy on the workin' man Uncle Sam's got his hand in my pockets And he helps himself each time he needs a dime Them politicians treat me like a mushroom Cause they feed me bull and keep me in the blind (Repeat Chorus) Instrumental Hey St. 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 cause I'm goin' down (Repeat Chorus x2)