| Stood there boldly
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| Sweatin' in the sun
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| Felt like a million
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| Felt like number one
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| The height of summer
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| I’d never felt that strong
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| Like a rock
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| I was eighteen
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| Didn’t have a care
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| Working for peanuts
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| Not a dime to spare
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| But I was lean and
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| Solid everywhere
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| Like a rock
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| My hands were steady
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| My eyes were clear and bright
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| My walk had purpose
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| My steps were quick and light
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| And I held firmly
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| To what I felt was right
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| Like a rock
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| Like a rock, I was strong as I could be
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| Like a rock, nothin' ever got to me
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| Like a rock, I was something to see
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| Like a rock
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| And I stood arrow straight
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| Unencumbered by the weight
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| Of all these hustlers and their schemes
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| I stood proud, I stood tall
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| High above it all
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| I still believed in my dreams
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| Twenty years now
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| Where’d they go?
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| Twenty years
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| I don’t know
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| I sit and I wonder sometimes
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| Where they’ve gone
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| And sometimes late at night
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| When I’m bathed in the firelight
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| The moon comes callin' a ghostly white
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| And I recall
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| I recall
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| Like a rock, standin' arrow straight
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| Like a rock, chargin' from the gate
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| Like a rock, carryin' the weight
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| Like a rock
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| Like a rock, the sun upon my skin
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| Like a rock, hard against the wind
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| Like a rock, I see myself again
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| Like a rock |