The Rock of My Soul Rodney Crowell

The rock of my soul went to church on Sunday
The rock of my soul went to work on Monday
Clean across the levee by the railroad tracks
The other side of Houston in a two-room shack
Sweepin' out confetti from a third grade classroom
The rock of my soul pushed a dust mop broom
The rock of my soul didn't have much luck
He came to town a-grinnin' on a flat bed truck
The rock of my soul didn't have much charm
Ah with the lack of education on a red dirt farm
And he was fond of disappearing on an eight day drunk
Coming home smelling like a lowdown skunk
And he said...

Do like I say, not like I do and you might make me proud
Another Houston kid on a downhill skid for crying out loud

I'm a first hand witness to an age-old crime
A man who hits a woman isn't worth a dime
5, 6, 7, 8, 9 years old
That's what I remember 'bout the rock of my soul

I told him I would kill him if he did not stop it
But the rock of my soul just would not drop it
I learned to lie like dirt I could steal your shirt and talk with a gun
Another Houston kid on a downhill skid like father like son