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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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