It’s time to make a difference. If you haven’t yet voted, make a plan and get your ass out and cast your ballot!
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She stood outside the factory gate,
Twelve hours down, six days straight.
He worked the line till his hands gave out,
No pension coming, no way around.
They walked off together, they took their stand,
Put eight hours back in the working man’s hands.
Every little freedom we live with today
Came from somebody who wouldn’t give their power away.
They marched for it,
They struck for it,
They stood when standing came with a price.
They learned that power belongs to the people
Only when the people decide.
Your vote is your power,
Don’t give it away.
It came through two hundred fifty years of hands
To reach your hands today.
They fought so you could have it,
They paid so you could say
Who gets the power, who answers to whom.
Your vote is your power.
Don’t give it away.
She signed her name but couldn’t vote,
Raised her children, kept the home.
Marched through jeers and courthouse doors,
Asked what freedom was freedom for.
He faced the questions, the threats, the lies,
A poll tax waiting, a line outside.
They kept coming back till the law finally changed,
Because rights don’t survive when we give power away.
They sat for it,
Went to jail for it,
Crossed that bridge knowing what waited ahead.
They made this country write down the promise
It had only spoken instead.
Your vote is your power,
Don’t give it away.
It came through two hundred fifty years of hands
To reach your hands today.
They fought so you could have it,
They paid so you could say
Who gets the power, who answers to whom.
Your vote is your power.
Don’t give it away.
The weekend off, the safer mine,
The old-age check that comes on time.
A schoolhouse door thrown open wide,
A seat at the table once denied.
None of it fell like rain from above,
None of it came just because they loved us.
People organized, demanded, stayed,
And elected the people who put it on the page.
They spoke for it,
They knocked doors for it,
They filled up union halls at night.
They knew a law is only a promise
Till somebody gives it life.
Your vote is your power,
Don’t give it away.
It came through two hundred fifty years of hands
To reach your hands today.
They fought so you could have it,
They paid so you could say
Who gets the power, who answers to whom.
Your vote is your power.
Don’t give it away.
Now somebody says it doesn’t matter.
Somebody says they’re all the same.
Somebody says one vote is nothing,
So why bother showing up anyway?
Funny how they tell you
Your vote don’t mean a thing
While spending every dollar
Trying to tell you what to think.
If your power didn’t matter,
Why do they want it so damn bad?
Why make it hard to use it?
Why tell you you don’t have it?
They don’t have to take your power
If they can make you turn away.
They don’t have to steal a thing
If you just give it away.
From hands that held the picket signs,
From hands they tried to bind,
From hands that signed petitions,
From hands raised one at a time,
They carried something all this way
Through every hard-won day.
They carried it this far.
Now it’s in your hands.
Your vote is your power.
Don’t give it away.
Somebody fought for the right that you carry.
Somebody cleared you a way.
Now you decide what happens next.
Now you get your say.
They carried the power all this way.
Don’t give it away.
You don’t owe your vote to anybody.
Make them earn it.
Make them hear you.
Make it count.
Your vote is your power.
Don’t give it away.