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Justice on Her Shoulders (The Jasmine Crockett Song)

Verse 1 From St. Louis to the Lone Star, she took a public defender’s oath, Defending the most vulnerable and holding back the loath, A civil‑rights attorney who laced up her shoes to march for justice, Every choice she’s made to protect underrepresented folk. Chorus Jasmine’s got justice on her shoulders, compassion in her hands, The sole Black freshman in Austin’s halls, the youngest to take that stand. She wrote more bills than any newcomer, built coalitions in a hostile land, Shouting “freedom” like Sojourner Truth, she carries on our freedom plan. Verse 2 When Texas tried to steal the vote, she joined the quorum break, A leading architect of that walk‑out that made democracy awake. She founded caucuses for progress—climate, justice, people’s rights, Bringing accountability to a House consumed by partisan fights. Bridge At the DNC she dared to say a “career criminal” wants the throne, While praising Kamala’s résumé, a prosecutor’s heart of stone. The first Texan on that stage, she rose with alliteration and might, A viral messenger for justice, clashing with hate with holy light. Chorus Jasmine’s got justice on her shoulders, compassion in her hands, The sole Black freshman in Austin’s halls, the youngest to take that stand. She wrote more bills than any newcomer, built coalitions in a hostile land, Shouting “freedom” like Harriet’s songs, she carries on our freedom plan. Verse 3 Now she serves the people of District 30, Dallas and Tarrant too, Freshman Leadership Rep, Vice Ranking Member, keeping oversight true. She’s Delta Sigma Theta proud, raising up the next in line, And when Republicans draw racist maps, she calls them out every time. Outro So sing for Jasmine Crockett, who fights with heart and brain, A modern Harriet in Congress who won’t let progress drain. We’ll march with her for justice, for voting rights and peace— Until every child and elder knows oppression’s grip has ceased.