Like a Rock - Jennifer Nettles

Stood there rolling, sweating in the sun.

Felt like a million, felt like number one.

Had a summer, never felt that strong, like a rock.

I was eighteen, didn t have a care.

Working for peanuts, not a dime to spare.

But I was lean, solid everywhere, like a rock.

My hands were steady and my eyes were clear and bright.

My walk had purpose, my steps were quick and light.

And I held firm no matter what I felt was right, like a rock.

Like a rock, I was strong as I could be.

Like a rock, nothing ever got to me.

Like a rock, boy I was something to see.

Like a rock.

And I stood arrow straight,

unencumbered by the weight

of all these hustlers and their schemes.

I stood proud and I stood tall.

I was high above it all.

I still believed in my dreams.

Twenty years now, where did they go?

Twenty years, I don t know.

I sit and I wonder sometimes where they ve gone.

Sometimes when it s late at night,

oh and I m bathed in the firelight,

oh she comes calling, the ghost in white.

And I recall her, oh I recall.

Like a rock, I was standing there all straight.

Like a rock, just in front of the gates.

Like a rock, I was carrying that weight.

Like a rock.

Like a rock with a sun upon my skin.

Like a rock, I was hard against the wind.

And I see myself again, like a rock.

Like a rock.

Like a rock.