Chords for Ben Harper - I'll Rise

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[D] You may write me down in history, your bitter twisted lies.
try to write me down in the very dirt, still like a dust pile.
Why are you best alone?
I got an oil well pumping in my living room.
So you may shoot me with your words, and you may cut me with your eyes.
[Dm] [D] rise, rise, rise.
shacks of history, shining up from the past, rooted in pain.
rise, rise, rise.
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[D] _ _ _ You may write me down in history, your bitter twisted lies.
You may try to write me down in the very dirt, still like a dust pile.
Does my happiness upset you?
Why are you best alone?
Because I laugh like I got an oil well pumping in my living room.
So you may shoot me with your words, and you may cut me with your eyes.
I rise, [Dm] _ [G] _
[Dm] _ _ [D] rise, rise, rise.
Out of the shacks of history, shining up from the past, rooted in pain.
I rise, I rise, I rise, rise, rise.
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 offend you?
Don't you take this awful hard.
Because I walk like I got a gold mine digging up in my backyard.
So you may shoot me with your words, and you may cut me with your eyes.
I rise, I rise, I rise, rise.
Out of the shacks of history, shining up from the past, rooted in pain.
I rise, I rise, I rise, rise.
So you may write me down in your history, your bitter twisted lies.
You may drive me down in the very dirt, still like the dust. _
Does my confidence upset you?
Why are you best with them?
Because I laugh like I got an oil well pumping in my living room.
So you may shoot me with your words, and you may cut me with your eyes.
And I rise, I rise, _ _ _ _ out of the shacks of history,
shame up from a past rooted in pain.
I rise, I rise, I rise, rise.
And still I rise, I rise, I rise, rise, rise.
And still I rise, I rise, I rise, rise, rise. _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ [N] Thank you very much.
Thank _ you all for being here tonight.
Thank you. _
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