Lyrics:

Will we get cold and hungry will times be very bad

When we're needin' bread and meat where we gonna get it dad

We'll get it from the man in the house on the hill

Yes we will from the man on the hill

Ploughin' time is over still the fields are bare

How we gonna make a livin' with twenty acres to share

I'll beg for more land from the man on the hill yes I will I'll ask the man on the hill

I ain't got no Sunday shoes that I can wear to town

Papa reckon the boss has got a pair of hand-me-downs

I'll go and ask the man in the house on the hill yes I will I'll ask the man on the hill

Maybe he will help us maybe we'll get by

But who's gonna pay the dyin' bills if we all should die

We'll leave it to the man in the sky when we die

Yes we'll leave it to the man in the sky