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?