Bob Dylan - Solid rock

^AWell, I'm ^Chang^Din' ^Aon to a ^CSo^Dlid ^ARock ^DMa^Ede^{F#m D}before^{E F#m} the foun^Ddation^{E F#m D}of^{E F#m} the ^Aworld I won'^Dt let go, and I can't let go, won't let go And I can't let go, won't let go, and I can't let go no ^Amore

For ^Cme ^DHe was ^Achastised, for ^Cme ^DHe was ^Ahated For ^Cme he ^Dwas re^Ajected by a ^Eworld that He created ^CNat^Dions are ^Aangry, ^Ccursed ^Dare ^Asome ^CPeople ^Dare exp^Aecting a ^Efalse peace to come

It's the ^Cways ^Dof the ^Aflesh to ^Cwar a^Dgainst the ^Aspirit Twenty-four ^Chours ^Da ^Aday you can ^Efeel it and you can hear it ^CUs^Ding ^Aall the de^Cvices ^Dunder the ^Asun. And He ^Cnever ^Dgive ^Aup 'til the ^Ebattle's lost or won.