Ah, Gertie darlin' when you are poor Lots of things you have to endure Ah, Gertie darlin' when you are poor Lots of things you have to endure Making us suffer with starvation Nowhere to live, what a sensation The rich man work you worse than a slave When you take stock the end of you is de grave Truly, might indeed is right Advantage they takes of us black is white Berore man's unbearable case Is the many privations he has to face He enjoys with a measure of liberty Under the yoke of political slavery More than civilization, I fin' Has made things terrible for mankin' Lionhearted, indeed No sympathy for the poor in need They have more feelings of course For the dog the captive mule, and horse The best of feed some animals get An' to boot, are kept an' reared as a pet But, with human bein', it's a different tone They'll hardly save your life with a bone Alderman Richards, our new mayor Who brought the workman association here An' through his instrumentality Mr. Pointer came to this colony The first woman druggist he also made So tribute and honor to him should be paid To be loyal faithful an' true Good things for us he is going to do While we watch an' pray Conditions are getting worse every day To get charity, as you know Either pay a fine or to jail you go Some went mad through sorrows an' grief Some committed suicide to get relief Let the oppressors have their own way You can bet every hog have its' Saturday