Oh Lord, look down, look down and lay Your graces, say
the son aint half a man he used to be

You is a rock, youre an earth people
You is a rock, youre an earth people
You is a rock, youre an earth people, dont you cross
your limits

50 years aint nothing but a roll over
50 years is a roll and roll again
50 years aint nothing but a roll over
but youre running to your limit

poor boy didnt pick up the blues tune
poor boy couldnt get the blues right
poor boy that didnt pick up the blues
until half the man in the years

true spirit of the rock cant be shaken
hard core of the stone cant be breakin
true spirit of the rock cant be shaken
you can throw it around but the stone aint breaking
but the stone aint breaking

You is a rock, youre an earth people
You is a rock, youre an earth people
You is a rock, youre an earth people, dont you cross
your limits

Im a son who can respect the freedom
all the great things come with a better reason
Im a son who will respect the freedom
so my good old man, this is your song

there aint grace for the rootless man, no
cant find grace for the rootless man
there aint grace for the rootless man
so respect the ground that you stand on

get it straight before you meet your maker
get it straight for the great wavemaker
get it straight before you meet your maker
easy born, easy go

You is a rock, youre an earth people
You is a rock, youre an earth people
You is a rock, youre an earth people, dont you cross
your limits
well its an earth beneath us
well its an earth beneath us