A powerful and soulful southern rock anthem by Chris Stapleton, 'They Don't Care' is a raw and emotional portrayal of the frustrations faced by blue-collar and white-collar workers alike. This song combines elements of country, soul, and bluegrass to deliver a message that resonates deeply with listeners who feel overlooked and underappreciated.
Verse 1:
They don't care for the blue collar, the white collar or me,
Just another number, lost in their machine.
Sweat and blood, it don't mean a damn thing,
To those high and mighty pulling all the strings.
Chorus:
They don't care, they don't care,
We're just caught up in their snare.
Grinding bones, losing hope, can’t seem to break free,
They don't care for the blue collar, the white collar or me.
Verse 2:
Everyday the same old struggle, ends never seem to meet,
Dreams get buried, under shattered concrete.
Promises broken, left us out to sea,
When will they realize we're more than just debris?
Chorus:
They don't care, they don't care,
We're just caught up in their snare.
Grinding bones, losing hope, can’t seem to break free,
They don't care for the blue collar, the white collar or me.
Bridge:
Light a fire, raise your voices high,
Stand together, don't let 'em pass you by.
We got the power, in this unity,
Make 'em see us now, make 'em hear our plea.
Chorus:
They don't care, they don't care,
But we're breaking from their snare.
Grinding bones, no more losing hope, we'll soon be free,
They don't care for the blue collar, the white collar or me.
Outro:
Stand tall, don't fall, we'll claim our dignity,
For the blue collar, the white collar, and me.
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They don't care for the blue collar the white collar or me
Chris Stapleton, Country, soul, Southern rock, bluegrass