Well they tell me
There's a pie in the sky
Waiting for me when I die
But between the day
You're born and when you die
Oh Lord, they never
Seem to hear even your cry
And as sure as the sun will shine
I'm gonna get my share of what's mine
And then
The harder they come
The harder they fall
One and all
Oh the harder they come
The harder they fall
Well the oppressors are trying
To get me down, trying to drive me
Under the ground, and they think
That they have got their battle won
I say: "forgive 'em Lord
They no not what they've done"
And as sure as the sun will shine
I'm gonna get my share of what's mine
And then
And I keep on fighting for
The things I want, though I know
That when you're dead, man you're gone
But I'd rather be a free man in my grave
Oh, than living like a puppet or a slave
And as sure as the sun will shine
I'm gonna get my share of what's mine
And then
