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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jennifer Nettles
Jennifer Nettles
Performer
Jason Lader
Jason Lader
Bass
Smokey Hormel
Smokey Hormel
Guitar
Matt Sweeney
Matt Sweeney
Guitar
Ian McLagan
Ian McLagan
Keyboards
Chad Smith
Chad Smith
Drums
Lenny Castro
Lenny Castro
Percussion
Alex Acuña
Alex Acuña
Percussion
David Campbell
David Campbell
Performer
Dave Guy
Dave Guy
Trumpet
Neal Sugarman
Neal Sugarman
Tenor Saxophone
Cochemea Gastelum
Cochemea Gastelum
Baritone Saxophone
The Dap-Kings
The Dap-Kings
Horn
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bob Seger
Bob Seger
Composer
David Campbell
David Campbell
Horn Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rick Rubin
Rick Rubin
Producer
Andrew Scheps
Andrew Scheps
Mixing Engineer
Dana Nielsen
Dana Nielsen
Editing Engineer
Greg Fidelman
Greg Fidelman
Assistant Recording Engineer
Sean Oakley
Sean Oakley
Assistant Recording Engineer
Eric Lynn
Eric Lynn
Assistant Recording Engineer
Sara Lyn Killion
Sara Lyn Killion
Assistant Recording Engineer
Scott Moore
Scott Moore
Assistant Recording Engineer
Rouble Katoor
Rouble Katoor
Assistant Recording Engineer
Rob Goodchild
Rob Goodchild
Assistant Recording Engineer
Jason Gossman
Jason Gossman
Editing Engineer
Justin Hergett
Justin Hergett
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Gabriel Roth
Gabriel Roth
Engineer

Lyrics

Stood there boldly
Sweatin' in the sun
Felt like a million
Felt like number one
The height of summer
I'd never felt that strong
Like a rock
I was eighteen
Didn't have a care
Working for peanuts
Not a dime to spare
But I was lean and
Solid everywhere
Like a rock
My hands were steady
My eyes were clear and bright
My walk had purpose
My steps were quick and light
And I held firmly
To what I felt was right
Like a rock
Like a rock, I was strong as I could be
Like a rock, nothin' ever got to me
Like a rock, I was something to see
Like a rock
And I stood arrow straight
Unencumbered by the weight
Of all these hustlers and their schemes
I stood proud, I stood tall
High above it all
I still believed in my dreams
Twenty years now
Where'd they go?
Twenty years
I don't know
Sit and I wonder sometimes
Where they've gone
And sometimes late at night
When I'm bathed in the firelight
The moon comes callin' a ghostly white
And I recall
I Recall
Like a rock. standin' arrow straight
Like a rock, chargin' from the gate
Like a rock, carryin' the weight
Like a rock
Lihe a rock, the sun upon my skin
Like a rock, hard against the wind
Like a rock, I see myself again
Like a rock
Written by: Bob Seger
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