Lyrics

[INTRO]
Can you hear me now?
Building dreams on the ground,
With every swing, with every sound, with every smell,
Let me show you who’s around.

[VERSE 1]
Glue lams rise, hammers pound the ground, and trucks drop the load,
Sweat-soaked brows, but all I hear’s the sound,
Of voices whining, “It’s too loud today,”
While I’m out here building their better way.

Fumes in the air, yeah, that’s part of the grind,
But they’re screaming like it’s poison every time.
The clock is ticking, and the work’s not done,
But their mouths are louder than my jackhammer’s hum.

[CHORUS]
Bleeding hearts of America, unite!
The hard-working man’s got a job to fight.
Through the smoke and the noise, it’s hard to stay sane,
When the bitching keeps falling like the pouring rain.
Bleeding hearts, hear the sound of my plea,
Let me do my damn job and just let me be!

[VERSE 2]
Paint’s too strong, yeah, it stings your nose,
But it’s that same paint where your paycheck grows.
Cement’s gotta set, there’s no time to wait,
But your complaints are clogging up the gate.

Every day’s a battle on this construction site,
Dodging all the eyes that glare, ready to fight.
They don’t see the callouses, don’t feel the strain,
While I’m out here wrestling with blood and rain.

[CHORUS]
Bleeding hearts of America, unite!
The hard-working man’s got a job to fight.
Through the smoke and the noise, it’s hard to stay sane,
When the bitching keeps falling like the pouring rain.
Bleeding hearts, hear the sound of my plea,
Let me do my damn job and just let me be!

[BRIDGE]
So I’ll raise my voice, let them hear my soul,
Every swing of my hammer, I’m chasing my goal.
They can shout from the rooftops, I won’t back down,
‘Cause this is the work that builds up our town.

[VERSE 3]
Beneath the hard hat, there’s a dream in my chest,
To build up the future, and give it my best.