You may write me down in history With your bitter twisted lies You may trod me down in the very dirt And still like the dust I'll rise Does my happiness upset you Why are you best with gloom Cause I laugh like I've got an oil well Pumpin' in my living room
So you may shoot me with your words You may cut me with your eyes And I'll rise I'll rise I'll rise Out of the shacks of history's shame Up from a past rooted in pain I'll rise I'll rise I'll rise
Now did you want to see me broken Bowed head and lowered eyes Shoulders fallen down like tear drops Weakened by my soulful cries
Does my confidence upset you Don't you take it awful hard Cause I walk like I've got a diamond mine Breakin up in my front yard
So you may shoot me with your words You may cut me with your eyes And I'll rise I'll rise I'll rise Out of the shacks of history's shame Up from a past rooted in pain I'll rise I'll rise I'll rise
So you may write me down in history With your bitter twisted lies You may trod me down in the very dirt And still like the dust I'll rise
Does my happiness upset you Why are you best with gloom Cause I laugh like I've got a goldmine Diggin' up in my living room
Now you may shoot me with your words You may cut me with your eyes And I'll rise I'll rise I'll rise Out of the shacks of history's shame Up from a past rooted in pain I'll rise I'll rise I'll rise Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
