I´ll rise x 3
You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me down in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.
Does my hapiness upset you?
Why are you best with gloom?
Cause I live like I've got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.
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 shuts of history's shame
Up from a past that's rooted in pain
I´ll rise, x3
Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened by my soulful cries.
Does my confidence upset you?
Don't you take it awful hard
'Cause I walk like I've got diamond mine
breaking off in my front yard.
So, You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
now I´ll rise, I´ll rise, I´ll rise
Out of my shuts of history's shame
Up from a past that's rooted in pain
I´ll rise, x3
I´ll rise, You may shoot me with your words,
Ohh yeah, You may cut me with your eyes,
´cause You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me down in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.
Does my hapiness upset you?
Why are you best with gloom?
'Cause I live like I got diamond mine
digging off, digging off my living room.
You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
now I´ll rise, I´ll rise, I´ll rise
Out of the shuts of history's shame
Up from a past that's rooted in pain
I´ll rise, x3
I´m gonna rise,I´m gonna rise,
and nothing can kick me down....
I´ll rise, I´ll rise, I´ll rise
Like the sun in the morning
I´m gonna rise,
Like the moon in the evening
You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me down in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.
Does my hapiness upset you?
Why are you best with gloom?
Cause I live like I've got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.
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 shuts of history's shame
Up from a past that's rooted in pain
I´ll rise, x3
Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened by my soulful cries.
Does my confidence upset you?
Don't you take it awful hard
'Cause I walk like I've got diamond mine
breaking off in my front yard.
So, You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
now I´ll rise, I´ll rise, I´ll rise
Out of my shuts of history's shame
Up from a past that's rooted in pain
I´ll rise, x3
I´ll rise, You may shoot me with your words,
Ohh yeah, You may cut me with your eyes,
´cause You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me down in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.
Does my hapiness upset you?
Why are you best with gloom?
'Cause I live like I got diamond mine
digging off, digging off my living room.
You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
now I´ll rise, I´ll rise, I´ll rise
Out of the shuts of history's shame
Up from a past that's rooted in pain
I´ll rise, x3
I´m gonna rise,I´m gonna rise,
and nothing can kick me down....
I´ll rise, I´ll rise, I´ll rise
Like the sun in the morning
I´m gonna rise,
Like the moon in the evening