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