[Spoken Intro] Now
let
me
tell
you
somethin'
true...
Every
teacher's
got
a
story,
and
most
of
'em
go
untold,
So
here's
to
the
chalk-dust
angels,
worth
more
than
the
purest
gold.
[Verse 1] Headache
in
the
morning,
migraine
on
repeat,
Askin'
for
a
local
leave,
get
handed
a
defeat.
I'm
the
one
rehabilitating,
tryna
medicate
my
mind,
But
this
ministry
neglects
us,
leaves
us
buried
and
behind.
Truthfully,
we're
disrespected,
treated
so
unprotected,
Thousands
waiting
for
my
seat,
so
my
worth
gets
disconnected.
Mama
always
told
me, "
Honey,
do
it
for
the
love" —
Well
I'm
runnin'
low
on
love
when
there
ain't
bread
enough.
[Pre-Chorus] Sunrise
to
sunset,
workin'
like
a
mule,
Give
my
whole
heart
to
a
crowded
little
school.
Still
I
show
up,
still
I
stay,
Still
I
throw
my
best
days
away.
[Chorus] Oh,
we're
standing —
standing
with
the
teachers,
Sixty
years
of
shaping
every
reacher,
every
dreamer.
We
touch
the
hearts,
we
build
the
bridge,
we
light
the
way,
Nobody
sees
the
weight
we
carry
every
single
day.
Oh,
we're
standing —
plain
as
country
Sunday,
Building
the
whole
wide
world
on
a
schoolteacher's
one-day.
So
today,
just
today,
let
the
whole
world
say —
We
see
you.
We
see
you.
Happy
Teacher's
Day.
[Verse 2] A
surgeon
fix
a
heartbeat,
get
paid
before
he's
done,
I
fix
a
thousand
futures,
can't
afford
to
raise
my
son.
Same
names
keep
gettin'
honored,
favoritism
on
parade,
While
the
rest
of
us
keep
grindin'
like
an
old
forgotten
trade.
No
side
hustle,
no
way
out,
financially
collapsin',
Overloaded
with
the
programs,
minimal
impact
happenin'.
I
ain't
askin'
for
a
mansion,
just
a
little
bit
of
grace —
Just
somebody
up
in
office
to
look
me
in
the
face. [
Bridge —
the
tantrum] (
porch-stompin',
near-shouted,
the
dam
breaking)
Don't
give
me
a
theme,
don't
give
me
a
phrase,
Give
me
a
leave
when
my
body's
in
a
daze!
Don't
give
me
a
plaque,
don't
give
me
a
stage,
Give
me
a
wage
that
can
carry
my
age!
I'm
tired
of
the
speeches
dressed
up
as
the
answer,
Tired
of
a
system
treating
my
life
like
it's
a
cancer!
You
want
my
devotion?
Then
earn
it,
then
prove
it —
Stop
threatenin'
my
job
every
time
that
I
move
it! (
No
more!
No
more!
No
more!)
We
built
this
whole
future
and
you
left
us
at
the
door!
[Final Chorus] Oh,
we're
standing —
standing
with
the
teachers,
Sixty
years
of
shaping
every
reacher,
every
dreamer.
We
touch
the
hearts,
we
build
the
bridge,
we
light
the
way,
Nobody
sees
the
weight
we
carry
every
single
day.
Oh,
we're
standing —
plain
as
country
Sunday,
Building
the
whole
wide
world
on
a
schoolteacher's
one-day.
So
today,
just
today,
let
the
whole
world
say —
[Outro] We
see
you.
We
see
you.
Happy
Teacher's
Day,
honey.
Happy
Teacher's
Day.