| G | |
| Stood there boldly sweatin' in the sun |
| C | |
| Felt like a million, felt like number one |
| F | C | |
| The height of summer, I'd | never felt that strong |
| G | |
| Like a | rock. |
| G | |
| I was eighteen, didn't have a care |
| C | |
| Workin' for peanuts, not a dime to spare |
| F | C | |
| But I was lean and | solid everywhere |
| G | |
| Like a | rock. |
| G | |
| My hands were steady, my eyes were clear and bright |
| C | |
| My walk had purpose, my steps were quick and light |
| F | C | |
| And I held firm to | what I felt was right |
| G | |
| Like a | rock. |
| G | |
| Like a | rock - I was strong as I could be |
| C | |
| Like a | rock - nothin' ever got to me |
| F | C | |
| Like a | rock - I was | something to see |
| G | |
| Like a | rock. |
| Em | |
| And I | stood arrow straight, unencumbered by the weight |
| G | |
| Of all these | hustlers and their schemes |
| C | |
| I stood | proud, I stood tall, high above it all |
| Am | D | |
| I | still believed in my | dreams. |
| (SOLO) |
| G | |
| Twenty years now, where'd they go |
| C | |
| Twenty years - I don't know |
| F | C | G | |
| I sit and I wonder sometimes | where they've | gone |
| G | C | |
| And | sometimes late at night | - oh when I'm bathed in the firelight |
| F | C | |
| The moon comes callin' a ghostly | white |
| And I recall, I recall. |
| G | |
| Like a | rock - standin' arrow straight |
| C | |
| Like a | rock - chargin' from the gate |
| F | C | |
| Like a | rock - | carryin' the weight |
| G | |
| Like a | rock. |
| G | |
| Like a | rock - the sun upon my skin |
| C | |
| Like a | rock - hard against the wind |
| F | C | |
| Like a | rock - I see mys | elf again |
| G | |
| Like a | rock, |
| Oh, like a rock. |
| (SOLO) |
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| pjoe@charon.muc.de |