The Rock of My Soul

Written By Rodney Crowell Capo 2 Pickin' Patterns.... ~~~G Chord~~~ G----------0------- D----0-------0----- A------------------ E--3----3---------- ~~~Em~~~ G-----------0------ D-----2-------2---- A------------------ E--0-----0--------- ~~~C~~~ B-----------1------ G-----0--------0--- D------------------ A--3-----3--------- E------------------ The Same Picking Pattern Gets applied to all chords where it is needed. G The rock of my soul went to church on sunday, Em The rock of my soul went to work on monday, G Clean across the leves by the railroad tracks, Em The other side of houston in a two room shack. C Sweeping out confetti from a third grade classroom, Em The rock of my soul pushed a dust mop broom. G The rock of my soul didn't have much luck, Em He came to town grinnin on a flat bed truck. G The rock of my soul didn't have much charm, Em With the lack of eductaion on a red dirt farm. C He was fond of disapearing on an eight day drunk, Em Coming Home smelling like a low down skunk. and he said.... (Start Strum) F Em C G Do like I say, not like I do and you might make me proud. F Em C G Another Houston kid on a downhill skid for crying out loud. (Back to Pickin) G I'm a first hand witness to an age old crime, Em A man who hits a woman isn't worth a dime. G 5, 6, 7, 8, 9 years old, Em Thats what I remember about the rock of my soul. C I told him I would kill him if he did not stop it, Em But the rock of my soul just would not drop it. F I learned to lie like dirt, Em C G I could steal your shirt and , talk with a gun. F Em C G Another Houston kid on a downhill skid like father like son. G Now I got out of prison 'bout a year ago, Em Seven long years really went by slow. G I didn't kill my daddy but my momma tried, Em She shot him with a pistol and he like to a died. C I'm on probation living straight and true, Em and there's every indication that the past is through. C G That's all I know, 'bout the rock of my soul. Repeat G, Em 5x then end.