| 歌曲 | The Rock Of My Soul |
| 歌手 | Rodney Crowell |
| 专辑 | The Houston Kid |
| 作词 : Crowell | |
| The rock of my soul went to church on | |
| SundayThe rock of my soul went to work on | |
| MondayClean across the levy by the railroad tracks | |
| The other side of | |
| Houston in a two room shack | |
| Sweeping 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 grinnin' on a flat bed truck | |
| The rock of my soul didn't have much charm | |
| 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 low down skunk | |
| And he said | |
| I do like | |
| I sayNot like | |
| I do and you might make me proud | |
| Another Houston | |
| KidOn 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 dime5, 6, 7, 8, 9 years old | |
| That's what | |
| I remember about 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 | |
| KidOn 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 kill my daddy but my momma tried | |
| 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'Bout the rock of my soul |
| zuò cí : Crowell | |
| The rock of my soul went to church on | |
| SundayThe rock of my soul went to work on | |
| MondayClean across the levy by the railroad tracks | |
| The other side of | |
| Houston in a two room shack | |
| Sweeping 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 grinnin' on a flat bed truck | |
| The rock of my soul didn' t have much charm | |
| 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 low down skunk | |
| And he said | |
| I do like | |
| I sayNot like | |
| I do and you might make me proud | |
| Another Houston | |
| KidOn 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 dime5, 6, 7, 8, 9 years old | |
| That' s what | |
| I remember about 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 | |
| KidOn 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 kill my daddy but my momma tried | |
| 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' Bout the rock of my soul |