Still I Rise

Still I rise (still I rise), that’s what the people say

You’re on the mount in April, in the dust by May

But I know the song will change its tune

I’ll be back on top, shining strong in June

Still I rise (still I rise), and wild as it might feel

Some folks find their joy grinding down what’s real

But I won’t let their shadows put out my flame

This old round world keeps on turning the same

I’ve been a joker, a dreamer, a drifter, a sage, a pawn and a king

I’ve been tossed and turned, I’ve been burned and learned — and I know one thing

Each time I crash face‑first on the ground

I stand back tall, and I come back round!

Still I rise (still I rise), no use to try deny it

Thought of skipping out, but my soul just won’t buy it

And if I didn’t bet on one more try

I’d catch that last train rolling and wave goodbye

I’ve been a hustler, a dreamer, a poet, a fool, a pawn and a king

I’ve been lost and found, I spun around — and I know this thing

Each time I feel the weight drag me low

I spring back up and refuse to let go!

Still I rise (still I rise), yeah, my heart won’t fight it

I dreamed of leaving once or twice, but it won’t buy it

And if the dice don’t tumble come mid‑July

Well, I’ll fold into the starlight and kiss the sky…

My, my!