Overtime Ain't Free

Twelve-hour shift at the chicken plant, knuckles cracking in the cold Supervisor in a clean white hat counting money that we're owed They clipped our time on the punch clock, stole an hour every day Then they smiled on the local news like they built this town today My uncle lost two fingers on the line in '98 They gave him a turkey for Christmas and a pat upon the plate Nah, nah, not this time We done read the fine line Overtime ain't free, pay us what we bleed Every drop of sweat got a price, we need Lock the gates, sit down, let the whole floor freeze Overtime ain't free, pay us what we bleed Miss Loretta on the second shift got three kids and a cough Asked to see a doctor and they wrote her hours off So we passed a note in the break room, every name in blue ink Tomorrow morning nobody clocking, let the bosses think Nah, nah, not this time We done read the fine line Overtime ain't free, pay us what we bleed Every drop of sweat got a price, we need Lock the gates, sit down, let the whole floor freeze Overtime ain't free, pay us what we bleed