The Harder They Come

Miscellaneous
The Harder They Come
(words and music by Jimmy Cliff)
Well, they tell me of a pie up in the sky
Waiting for me when I die
But between the day you’re born and when you die
You know, they never seem to hear even your cry
So as sure as the sun will shine
I’m gonna get my share now what is mine
And then the harder they come
The harder they fall
One and all
The harder they come
The harder they fall
One and all
And the oppressors are trying to track me down
They’re trying to drive me underground
And they think that they have got the battle won
I say, forgive them Lord, they know not what they’ve done
And I keep on fighting for the things I want
Though I know that when you’re dead you can’t
But I’d rather be a free man in my grave
Than living as a puppet or a slave
© 1972 Island Music Ltd.