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Up On Rockfield — Vance Gilbert © 2008 Disismye Music ASCAP

Up on Rockfield we know
How to let it roll
Oh we've been known
To let it roll till
Saturday come and gone
But Sunday come we know
How to get holy
Up on the Rock
We take care of our own

Father Joe open up the Good Book come Sunday morning
He get down to preaching
So the word gets known
Sounds a little like praise
And a whole lot like a warning
Sending out a message
We take care of our own….
He say

(chorus)

If you can't get holy
You better get peaceful
If you can't get peaceful
You better get your gun
If you got no gun
Go with what you know
Up on the Rock
We take care of our own

Faithful people
Of my congregation
Close up your hymnal
Till my story's been told
We have a circumstance
In need of your contemplation
I'm sure there's a solution
If we search our soul

Man in a long, black limousine
With a whole lot of money
Come grabbing up all the land
Like he got nowhere else to go
Putting up buildings
Blocking out the sun
Where the children play
And the crops all grow

(chorus, solo)

Well there ain't no sun
So there ain't no harvest
All these gentle people
With no place to go
Got a hammer in your truck
C'mon help make way for the daylight
Up on the Rock
We take care of our own

There was singing and dancing
On that Saturday evening
Lovely, lovely, lovely
Like we've never known
Ah but Sunday we know
Just how to get holy
Up on the Rock
We take care of our own
(chorus)