Hands of Labour

[Verse] I break my back, day by day, For a pittance of pay, in this endless fray. Dreams deferred, but never gone, Hopes that rise with each new dawn. [Chorus] Hands of labor, worn and tough, Faces etched with lines so rough. Early mornings, long night's toil, Sweat and struggle, earth and soil. Hands of labor, earth and soil [Verse] Through the hardships, spirits high, But resentfulness beneath the sky. Working people, hearts of gold, Yet bitterness in stories told. [Chorus] Hands of labor, worn and tough, Faces etched with lines so rough. Early mornings, long night's toil, Sweat and struggle, earth and soil. Hands of labor, earth and soil [Interlude with deep voice] We carry the weight, they reap the prize, In this grind, where truth often lies. In the shadows, we stand tall, But deep inside, we feel the fall. [Chorus] Hands of labor, worn and tough, Faces etched with lines so rough. Early mornings, long night's toil, Sweat and struggle, earth and soil. Hands of labor, earth and soil Hands of labor In the grind Hands of labor In the grind [interlude] [Outro] Hands of labor In the grind Hands of labor In the grind