| That’s why they call me the rock of Gibraltar
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| That’s why they say my heart is made of stone
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| So don’t you try to lead me to the altar
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| Because Gibraltar is standing alone
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| (Gibraltar is standing alone)
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| I’ve travelled all over from city light to clover
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| I’m selling brushes door to door
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| The ladies know me well they’re buying what I sell
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| But I never let 'em ask for any more
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| And I never put my toes in a door that might be closin'
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| I try to use my winning ways
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| But when I know for certain the lady is a-flirtin'
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| I tell her I’ll be back in thirty days
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| (That's why they call me the rock of Gibraltar
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| That’s why they say my heart is made of stone)
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| So don’t you try to lead me to the altar
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| Because Gibraltar is standing alone
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| (Yes, Gibraltar is standing alone)
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| Now when a lady rushes I sell her two more brushes
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| And then I leaver her at the door
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| I’m always thinking of the freedom that I love
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| 'Cos I’m a man of freedom to the core
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| So it’s not that I am choosy with Isabel or Susie
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| I just like to lead a happy life
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| Give me women, wine and song, then I know I can’t go wrong
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| Until I take a woman for a wife
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| That’s why they call me the rock of Gibraltar
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| That’s why they say my heart is made of stone
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| So don’t you try to lead me to the altar
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| Because Gibraltar is standing alone
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| (Yes, Gibraltar is standing alone)
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| So it happened one morning without any warning
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| I knew that I had met my doom
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| She was pretty, she was sweet, she swept me off my feet
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| She didn’t even have to buy a broom
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| They used to call me the rock of Gibraltar
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| And now they say my heart is made of clay
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| But after she had led me to the altar
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| Then old Gibraltar crumbled away
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| Old Gibraltar took a tumble that day! |