• Song:

    Ill Rise

  • Artist:

    Ben Harper

(Maya Angelou's poem )

     Am

You may write me down in history

          Dm
With your bitter twisted lies

        Dm
You may trod me down in the very dirt

          Dm       C         Am
And still like the dust I'll rise


        Am
Does my happiness upset you

    Dm
Why are you best with gloom

        Dm
Cause I laugh like I've got an oil well

       Dm    C     Am
Pumpin' in my living room


           Am
So you may shoot me with your words

        Dm
You may cut me with your eyes

         Dm
And I'll rise

     F
I'll rise

     Am
I'll rise


           Am
Out of the shacks of history's shame

          Dm
Up from a past rooted in pain

     Dm
I'll rise

     F
I'll rise

     Am
I'll rise

( 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
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