
Date of issue: 15.02.2010
Song language: English
Roots of Stone |
We’re broke down hungry, but the money’s gone |
Been a… storm growing since before I was born |
They’ll tell ya life ain’t fair, no one said it was |
Better grab all you can and keep moving on |
But what’s there to take when the well run dry |
When the levee break, and we blacken the sky |
There will be a darker tuesday than 1929 |
Better all get together to fight for one side |
Oh what’s done is done and now it’s really quite a shame |
Go on and leave me cause I ain’t expecting to be saved |
So as long as air reaches my lungs I’ll carry on |
No you can not break a man with roots of stone |
Blood soaked tears and callused hands |
Fought civil war and through foreign lands |
Been on the run and overran, can we make it through? |
Yes we can |
Our roots so deep you know they fuel our pride |
See me walk right up to a firing line |
Cause what matters is our freedom |
You could hold us back… but we’ll overcome |
What’s done is done and now it’s really quite a shame |
Go on and leave me cause I ain’t expecting to be saved |
So as long as air reaches my lungs I’ll carry on |
No you can not shake a man with roots of stone |
When the world falls down man you can’t blame somebody else |
Pick up the pieces, put em back on the shelf |
Your roots run deep you take care of yourself |
But you can’t help the one’s who won’t help themselves |
You never can change the hand your dealt |
Pick up the pieces put em' back on the shelf |
Your roots run deep you take care of yourself |
But you can’t help the one’s who won’t help themselves |
Oh what’s done is done and now it’s really quite a shame |
Go on and leave me cause I ain’t expecting to be saved |
So as long as air reaches my lungs I’ll carry on |
No you can not break a man with roots of stone |
Oh what’s done is done and now it’s really quite a shame |
Go on and leave me cause I ain’t expecting to be saved |
So as long as air reaches my lungs I’ll carry on |
No you can not kill a man with roots of stone |