Full Lyrics
Verse 1
She's up before the sunrise,
Coffee cold before she drinks it,
Kids are dressed and out the door
Before she even thinks it.
First job starts at seven,
Second job at noon,
Third job in the evening
Under a tired moon.
Pre-Chorus
She did everything they told her,
Played by every rule,
Graduated, kept her credit,
Stayed in school.
Chorus
She works three jobs and still can't make the rent,
She works three jobs and wonders where it went —
The promise that they made her
When she was just a girl:
Work hard enough and you'll have
Your piece of this world.
She works three jobs.
She works three jobs.
Verse 2
Her mama did the same thing
Thirty years before,
And her mama's mama
Worked herself right to the floor.
Three generations grinding,
Three generations strong,
And the gap between the working
And the wealthy just grows long.
Bridge
This isn't about being lazy,
This isn't about not trying,
This is about a system
That was built while we were buying
Into stories about bootstraps
And the myth of the self-made,
While the rules were being written
By the ones who had it made.
Final Chorus
She works three jobs and still can't make the rent,
She works three jobs — that's not what work is meant
To do to someone's body,
To someone's soul and mind.
We can build a world where working
Leaves some life behind.
She deserves more than three jobs.
We all deserve more.