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