April Wine I am a rock From Back At the Mansion Capo 1 (D)A winter’s day In a (G)deep and dark (D)december; I (Em)am (A G D)alone, (Em)Gazing from my (A)window (Em)to the streets (A)below (Em)On a freshly fallen (G)silent shroud of (A)snow. I am a (D)rock, I am an (A)is(D)land. I’ve built walls, A fortress deep and mighty, That none may penetrate. I have no need of friendship; friendship causes pain. It’s laughter and it’s loving I disdain. I am a rock, I am an island An (G)I (Fm#)Never (D)Cry.
(Bm over solos and interludes) Don’t talk of love, But I’ve heard the words before; It’s sleeping in my memory. I won’t disturb the slumber of feelings that have died. If I never loved I never would have cried. I am a rock, I am an island. I have my books And my poetry to protect me; I am shielded in my armor, Hiding in my room, safe within my womb. I touch no one and no one touches me. I am a rock, I am an island. And a (G)rock (Fm#)feels no (D)pain; And an island never cries.
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