Minimum Wage - Lila Downs

Traveled seven hundred miles

Crossed the border to the States

With a plastic bottle running

Cross the desert in a shake

Come to English only country

Hidin' from the minutemen

Come to make this place my home

Run a long, long way from then

Story of a lifetime

For the minimum wage

Well, they chased me through the desert

Then the agents strapped me down

Then they ask me why in Spanish

Why you keep on comin' back?

When I left my dad in Jersey

And my sister in Des Moines

They’ve been workin' in this country

Pickin' lettuce, washing floors

Story of a lifetime

For the minimum wage

Well, they raised me to eight dollars

'Cause I washed the dishes fast

Well, the boss, he got me workin'

On the porch and in the back

Then I wash the dish and rinse it

Then I go home late and sleep

Well, I need to be awake now

'Cause I walk out in my sleep

When I see that black van comin'

Then I know I’m sure to run

Goddamn them agents caught me

Cuffed me on the spot

For the minimum wage

No one forced the boss to hire me

But it’s nearly been fifteen

When I left my baby cryin'

With a promise in my skin

On the outskirts of L. A

I recite a native poem

Million hands, ten thousand years

It’s the season for the crop

It’s my people doin' the pickin'

In the valley of the dolls

It’s a decent job to work at

Any day I’ll take this job

Ethiopian, Colombian, Pakistani, Cantonese

Every man that I run into

All the kitchens on the strip

And they’re pluggin' in them hours

Smilin' in their dreams

They´re a long, long way from home now

But they lookin' to be free

California, Alabama and Missouri, Oregon

They been workin' like their fathers were

A long, long time ago

For the minimum wage

For the minimum wage

For the minimum wage

For, for, for, for the minimum wage

It’s a bumpy road to ride in

But I’ll take it anytime

It’s a bumpy road to take

But I’ll take it day

It’s a bumpy road to take

But I’ll take it anytime

For the minimum wage