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
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
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