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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 mans 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, dirty I could lead impossible missions I could occupy the highest position But when I ask them to listen They disregard my opinion Well, I ain't askin' no more SongtexteI will command the floor I'm breaking every glass ceiling I'm building sky scraping buildings 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, 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 resistors 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 Am I so unworthy? Or are their hands just dirty, dirty, dirty, 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, dirty? Aus Songtexte Mania