Verse 1

In my father’s city,
There’s a green street sign,
With my father’s name on it,
My father’s name on it, In my mother’s city,
There’s a large brick house,
Passed down in my family,
Built by my granddaddy,
There’s greatness in my history,
There’s strength in my blood,
There’s wealth in my legacy,
Crowns in my ancestry,
We’ve been through the fire,
We’ve come through the flood,
We rise from the ashes,
We rise to the dawn,

Chorus

My roots,
Run deeper than your untruths,
This tree,
Grows tall,
It’s anchored in good soil,
In good soil.

Verse 2

You can steal our riches,
You can steal our lands,
But you’ll never own our voices,
You’ll never own our minds,
There’s a truth we hold,
To vanquish your lies,
We were born with a purpose,
We were made to shine,
There’s greatness in our history,
There’s strength in our blood,
There’s wealth in our legacy,
Crowns in our ancestry,
You fear the day we rise up,
And shake off your chains,
You fear what you can never conquer,
What you can never tame.

Chorus

Our roots,
Run deeper,
Than your untruths,
These trees,
Grow tall,
We’re anchored in good soil,
Good soil

Bridge

Call: You cut me down
Response: I rise up
Call: You build a wall
Response: I rise up
Call: Even if I fall
Response: I rise up
Call: I stand up tall
Response: I rise up
Call: You tell me no
Response: I rise up
Call: You count me out
Response: I rise up
Call: Thought I was dead
Response: I rise up
Call: I resurrect instead
Response: I rise up
Call: You kill our sons
Response: I rise up
Call: Throw them in jail
Response: I rise up
Call: In the darkest night
Response: I rise up
Call: We will never lose our fight
Response: I rise up
If you destroy our dreams,
We’ll dream again,
Cut off our wings,
We will fly again,

Chorus.

END