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Rock Song
Scott Simpson
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Lyrics
Oh, the race isn’t to the swift,
It’s to the heart that won’t stop beating.
And the day is a living gift
Every minute fresh as a lover’s greeting
And the rocks cry out, and the rocks cry out
And the trees are clapping.
And the rocks cry out, and the rocks cry out
And the trees are clapping.
And love doesn’t stop at one
It goes on and on to the ends of creation.
Unify every race and tongue
And war is done no tribe no nation.
And the rocks cry out, and the rocks cry out
And the trees are clapping.
And the rocks cry out, and the rocks cry out
And the trees are clapping.
And the lion lies with the lamb
The skies are full of singing
All the swords are beaten into plowshares,
Hear the ringing.
(instrumental)
They will teach us whose we are
They have not forgotten, we must listen.
Learn the song all creation sings
To the only king full of love and wisdom.
And the rocks cry out, and the rocks cry out
And the trees are clapping.
And the rocks cry out, and the rocks cry out
And the trees are clapping.
And the lion lies with the lamb
The skies are full of singing
All the swords are beaten into plowshares,
Hear the ringing.
(instrumental)
And the rocks cry out, and the rocks cry out
And the trees are clapping.
And the rocks cry out, and the rocks cry out
And the trees are clapping.
And the rocks cry out, and the rocks cry out
And the trees are clapping.
And the rocks cry out, and the rocks cry out
And the trees are clapping.
Oh the rocks cry out, hear the rocks cry out
And the trees are clapping.
Hear the rocks cry out, hear the rocks cry out
And the trees are clapping.
And the lion lies with the lamb
The skies are full of singing
All the swords are beaten into plowshares,
Hear the ringing.
And the rocks cry out, and the rocks cry out
And the trees are clapping.
And the rocks cry out, and the rocks cry out
And the trees are clapping.
Hear the rocks cry out, hear the rocks cry out
And the trees are clapping.
Source: ScottSimpsonAllLyrics (2).pdf · pp. 189–191
Other supplied versions
Simpson_lyric_sheets
Oh the race isn’t to the swift
It’s to the heart that won’t stop beating;
And the day is a living gift,
Every minute fresh as a lover’s greeting.
The rocks cry out, the rocks cry out,
And the trees are clapping
The rocks cry out, the rocks cry out,
And the trees are clapping.
And love doesn’t stop at one,
It goes on and on to the ends of creation;
Unify every race and tongue;
War is done—no tribe, no nation.
The rocks cry out, the rocks cry out,
And the trees are clapping
The rocks cry out, the rocks cry out,
And the trees are clapping.
Oh the lion lies with the lamb,
The skies are full of singing;
The swords are beaten into plowshares,
Hear the ringing.
They will teach us whose we are,
They have not forgotten—we must listen,
Learn the song all creation sings
To the only King full of love and wisdom.
The rocks cry out, the rocks cry out,
And the trees are clapping
The rocks cry out, the rocks cry out,
And the trees are clapping.
Oh the lion lies with the lamb,
The skies are full of singing;
The swords are beaten into plowshares,
Hear the ringing.
(Repeat)
The rocks cry out, the rocks cry out,
And the trees are clapping
The rocks cry out, the rocks cry out,
And the trees are clapping.
Hear the rocks cry out, hear the rocks cry out,
And the trees are clapping.
Open, Em G Em A —rhythm
Open, in key of Em-- Lead
Source: Simpson_lyric_sheets.pdf · pp. 22
Albums & listening
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