Ben Harper - Ill rise
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(Maya Angelou's poem)
Am
You may write me down in history
With your Dmbitter twisted lies
You may Dmtrod me down in the very dirt
And still Dmlike the Cdust I'll Amrise
Does my Amhappiness upset you
Why Dmare you best with gloom
Cause I Dmlaugh like I've got an oil well
Pumpin'Dm in myC livinAmg room
So you may Amshoot me with your words
You may Dmcut me with your eyes
And I'll Dmrise
I'll Frise
I'll Amrise
Out of the Amshacks of history's shame
Up from a Dmpast rooted in pain
I'll Dmrise
I'll Frise
I'll Amrise
(Am Dm Dm Dm C Am)
Now did you want to see me broken
Bowed head and lowered eyes
Shoulders fallen down like tear drops
Weakened by my soulful cries
(Am Dm Dm Dm C Am)
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
(Am Am Dm Dm F Am)
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
(Am Am Dm Dm F Am)
Out of the shacks of history's shame
Up from a past rooted in pain
I'll rise
I'll rise
I'll rise
(Am Dm Dm Dm C Am)
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
(Am Dm Dm Dm C Am)
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
(Am Am Dm Dm F Am)
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
(Am Am Dm Dm F Am)
Out of the shacks of history's shame
Up from a past rooted in pain
I'll rise
I'll rise
I'll rise