Ain’t Gettin’ Played No More - A Song

Lyrics by Joyce Strong, music by Suno

Ain’t Gettin’ Played No More

[Verse 1]
My daddy broke his back in a West Virginia mine
Mama worked the line at the Chevy plant in ’89
They prayed for rain, they prayed for change
And every four years, got more of the same

[Verse 2]
That city man came talkin’ like he knew our names
Said he’d fight for us, said he’d break them chains
But he flew right past when the storm rolled in
Just another suit in a red state grin

[Chorus]
We ain’t gettin’ played no more
Ain’t bowin’ down to no rich man’s war
We built this land, we broke our backs
Time to take our country back
No more lies from a TV stage
We’re red, white, broke — and done with rage
Farmers, miners, steel-to-the-core
We ain’t gettin’ played no more

[Verse 3]
From Michigan mills to Georgia clay
Wisconsin fields to the PA gray
Arizona heat, Nevada nights
We kept the lights on through every fight

[Bridge]
But we talk in truth, not in tweets
Got boots and calloused hands, not elite seats
We’re the ones who drive and dig and sow
And we damn sure know when it’s time to grow

[Chorus]
We ain’t gettin’ played no more
Ohio’s done with the slamming door
North Carolina knows the score
We ain’t gettin’ played no more

[Outro]
So raise your glass in a union hall
To every worker who still stands tall
Left or right, rich or poor
We ain’t gettin’ played no more

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