Two Dollar Day

There’s a woman on the road
She got mouths to feed
Her man died last year
Now she works to the bone
There’s a woman on the road
She got floors to clean
Her sorrow is deep
And her freedom gone
It’s a two-dollar day, two-dollar day
And she can’t get home
It’s a two-dollar day, two-dollar day
And she can’t get home
There’s a woman on the road
She got tears to cry
She holds on to her God
To understand the greed
There’s a woman on the road
She got dreams to live
Her days are numbered
And sometimes it’s better to sleep
It’s a two-dollar day, two-dollar day
And she can’t get home
It’s a two-dollar day, two-dollar day
And she can’t get home
There’s a woman on the road
Broken heart and madam’s clothes
Look away if you dare
She’ll still be standing there
It’s a two-dollar day, two-dollar day
And she can’t get home
It’s a two-dollar day, two-dollar day
And she can’t get home
She’s going home
Get her home
She’s going home
Get her home