Lyrics
verse 1
Suitcase thin, hope packed tight
Border dust, sleepless night
Hands that built another land
Now just asking where to stand
Papers worn, courage deep
Promises they have to keep
Strange new streets, чуж tongues speak
Still they rise, still they seek
chorus
They work the dawn, they earn their name
Through wind and doubt and quiet shame
They bend, they lift, they carry light
They only want to do what’s right
verse 2
Calloused palms, steady spine
Trading hours just for time
Send it home, every dime
Crossing miles in each line
Eyes that miss what they knew
Skies once wide, oceans blue
Yet they stay, tried and true
Building dreams out of few
chorus
They work the dawn, they earn their name
Through risk and loss and borrowed blame
They stand their ground, they hold on tight
They only want to do what’s right
bridge
Not for glory, not for gold
Just a chance to plant and hold
Not to take, but to give
Just a place to work and live
final chorus
They work the dawn, they stake their claim
Through fire, frost, and whispered blame
They fight to stand in open sight
They only want to do what’s right
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