Hands Dirty

I could raise the crops from the earth

I could raise my children from birth

But when I'm looking for work

They say that job ain't for her

I could be a good man's wife

I could give a new child life

But when I fight for my rights

They say no woman no cry

But I ain't giving up

I can't count on luck

I get my hands dirty

I show up so early

They show me no mercy

So I just keep working

Maybe God could save me

Or my boss might pay me

Right now, no one serves me

Maybe their hands are dirty, dirty, dirty

I could lead impossible missions

Occupy the highest position

But when I ask them to listen

They disregard my opinion

Well, I ain't asking no more

I will command the floor

I'm breaking every glass ceiling

I'm building sky-scraping buildings

And when that next storm comes

I'll do what I've always done

I get my hands dirty

I show up so early

They show me no mercy

So I just keep working

Maybe God could save me

Or my boss might pay me

Am I so unworthy?

Or are their hands just dirty, dirty, dirty?

And I have seen the other side of the mountain

Where every queen will be afforded her throne

And I will stand beside my sisters

And all persistent resisters

They'll say, "I knew it would come true"

And I'll say, "Darling, me too"

I get my hands dirty

I show up so early

They show me no mercy

So I just keep working

Maybe God could save me

Or my boss might pay me

Right now, no one serves me

Maybe their hands are dirty

I get my hands dirty

I show up so early

They show me no mercy

So I just keep working

Maybe God could save me

Or my boss might pay me

Am I so unworthy?

Or are their hands just dirty, dirty, dirty?