Saturday, December 18, 2010

Harder they come


Well they tell me there's a pie up in the sky
Waiting for me when I die
But between the day you're born and when you die
No one ever seems to hear you cry

So as sure as the sun will shine
I'm gonna get my share now of what's mine
And then the harder they come
The harder they fall, one and all

The oppressors are trying to keep me down
Making me feel like a clown
And they think they have me on the run
I say forgive them Lord, they know not what they've done

I try to do the things that I want,
Cause when you're dead, you know that you can't.
Yes I rather be a free man in my grave
Than living as a puppet or a slave.

So as sure as the sun will shine
I'm gonna get my share right now of what's mine
And then the harder they come
The harder they fall, one and all...

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