Rodney Crowell - The Rock of My Soul lyrics

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 cla**room 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 k** 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 Now I got out of prison 'bout a year ago Seven long years really went by slow I didn't k** my daddy but my momma tried Ah she shot him with a pistol and he like to a-died I'm on probation living straight and true And there's every indication that the past is through That's all I know about the rock of my soul.