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Hey friends! Welcome to the channel! 🎉✨
This song was born from a simple but powerful idea by George Sand: "Work is not man's punishment. It is his reward and his strength and his pleasure." 💡 That truth sparked everything! 🎵
So... what's this song about? 🤔
It's about finding pride, strength, and even happiness in your daily work. It's for anyone who's ever felt the satisfaction of a hard day's labor, the camaraderie with fellow workers, and the joy of seeing something grow from your own effort. 👷♀️👨🌾👷♂️
It's an anthem for the everyday hero! 🦸♂️🦸♀️
Musically, we dove deep into the sunny, bouncy world of Reggae Mento! 🏝️🎶 Think acoustic guitars setting a steady, skanking rhythm, upright bass, banjo fills, and hand percussion like shakers and scrapers. It's all about that organic, dry, and infectious groove that makes you sway! The male voice is warm and earthy, the female voice is clear and sweet, and they come together in joyful call-and-response. It’s music that feels good from the first note! 🎤🎸
Why should you listen? 🎧
Because it's a dose of pure, positive energy! This track is designed to lift your spirits and make you appreciate the rhythm in your own life. It’s authentic, it’s catchy, and it carries a message we all need to hear sometimes. 😊
Why check out the rest of the channel? 🚀
We're on a mission to create music that makes you feel good and think a little! If you love this blend of thoughtful lyrics with upbeat, organic rhythms, there's a whole playlist waiting for you! 🎼 Hit subscribe so you never miss a new vibe—let's build this community of music lovers together! 🥳❤️ Turn up the volume, share with a friend, and let the good times roll! 🎶🎉
📜 Lyrics:
The morning sun is calling out the workers from their sleep.
We gather up our tools and make a promise we will keep.
To bend our backs and use our hands until the daylight fades.
And find the joy that honest labor in a man persuades.
The rhythm of the hammer swinging sets a steady beat.
The rhythm of a heart that knows its purpose is complete.
To build, to grow, to plant the seed and help the fruit to rise.
Is not a curse upon our souls, it's freedom in disguise.
So tally up the hours as the sweat falls from my brow.
And feel the strength within me, I am certain of it now.
This load I bear is not a chain, it's making me feel free.
And every task accomplished is a victory for me.
The daylight is a tally man who counts what we have done.
He sees the stacks of timber and the fields we've basked in sun.
He marks the sacks of coffee beans, the baskets full of yield.
And knows the sacred compact between worker and the field.
My muscles ache, my skin is tough, my spirit is alive.
In every crack and callous, my humanity will thrive.
The blister turns to wisdom, and the strain becomes a song.
A melody of dignity to which we all belong.
So feel the beat of labor like a drum inside your chest.
And know this simple pleasure puts our daily fears to rest.
The toil is not a punishment, it's how we touch the sky.
And prove to our own selves that we are mighty walking by.
So feel the beat of labor like a drum inside your chest.
And know this simple pleasure puts our daily fears to rest.
The toil is not a punishment, it's how we touch the sky.
And prove to our own selves that we are mighty walking by.
The daylight is a tally man who counts what we have done.
He sees the stacks of timber and the fields we've baskt in sun.
He marks the sacks of coffee beans, the baskets full of yield.
And knows the sacred compact between worker and the field.
My muscles ache, my skin is tough, my spirit is alive.
In every crack and callous, my humanity will thrive.
When evening spreads its fingers and the fireflies appear.
We count the day's full measure with a laugh and not a tear.
The Burned Joints from the handling are badges we have earned.
With every lesson gathered, a new confidence is learned.
Oh work, you are my compass, you're my anchor and my sail.
You are the steady rhythm that will never, ever fail.
You are my sweetest pleasure, you're the mountain I ascend.
You are my faithful partner and my everlasting friend.
Fun Fact: The phrase "Burned Joints" in the bridge is an old-school reference to hands calloused and toughened from manual labor—not a sign of damage, but a badge of experience and capability! 💪🤚
What did you think of the song? What's your "reward" from your daily work? Let me know in the comments below! 👇 I read every single one! 🥰
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Song and video made with Artificial Intelligence by Marcin Dąbrowski
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