You let me down
That how I got cynical: you put me on a pinnacle
and then you let me down
Shout, shout, up with your song! Cry with the wind for the dawn is breaking.
March, march, swing you along! Wide blows our banner and hope is waking!
Song with its story, dreams with their glory, lo! they call and glad is their word!
Don't need your clothes. Don't need your rent. Don't need your ones and twos.
Though I ain't rich, I know my stitch. I earned my strutting shoes.
Say, hand me the key that unlocks my front door,
because that bell don't read Sam Jones no more.
Don't be too polite, girls, don't be too polite.
Show a little fight girls, show a little fight.
Don't be fearful of offending, in case you get the sack.
Just recognize your value and you won't look back.
All I'm askin is for a little respect
Trails of troubles, roads of the battles, paths of victory: we shall walk!
Road is dusty and road is mighty rough. Better road is a-waiting. Day is not far off
I am woman.
Hear me roar in numbers too big to ignore
and I know too much to go back and pretend
cause I've heard it all before and I've been down on the floor.
No one's ever gonna keep me down again.
There's more to her than powder and paint, than her peroxided bleached-out hair,
and if she acts that way, it's cause you've had your day.
Don't put her down: you helped put her there.
I spent so many nights thinking how you did me wrong and I grew strong
and I learned how to get along.
And so you're back from outer space.
I just walked in to find you here with that sad look upon your face.
I should have changed that stupid lock.
I should have made you leave your key if I'd known for just one second you'd be back to bother me.
Go on now, go, walk out the door.
Just turn around now cause you're not welcome anymore
I can’t keep quiet. No. I won't keep quiet.
There are blue blood queens and princesses who have charms made of diamonds and pearl
but the only and thoroughbred lady is the rebel girl
There's a road we've been travellin'
Lost so many on the way
But the riches will be plenty
With the price, the price we had to pay
There's a dream in the future
There's a struggle that we have yet to win
And there's pride in my heart
'Cause I know where I'm going, yes I do
And I know where I've been, yeah
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