Oh, oh, oh Mister bossman, yeah How many roads we have to cross Before we can get to the boss And how many times must we suffer Before we can get over We work all day long Under the burning sun Mister boss never comes around To settle these matters out We can't take this no longer We want things to be better We add our sons and daughters Why won't you give us our pay Working overtime Until broad day light Can never sleep at night Try to make things right For my kids and my wife Every morning 8 o'clock Got to be at the work spot And never one morning late No, no We can't take this no longer We want things to be better We add our sons and daughters Why won't you give us our pay Mister Bossman Why are you acting so strange And hiding away yourself It's so unfair Cause we are working everyday And we've got rent to pay And our children to be fed You've got to think about this We can't take this no longer We want things to be better We add our sons and daughters Why won't you give us our pay Mister bossman Stop from hiding away yourself We've got rent to pay And our children to be fed Mister Bossman