Stone
- Ronnie Lane
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Verse 1
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Well, once I was a stone, many years ago
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Into a pool was thrown, many years ago
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Time passed by and the pool ran dry
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Excavated was I, and tempered and beat in the fiery heat
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By the hand of a man,
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whose name was Dan,
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Dan the blacksmith
Verse 2
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Well once I was a sword, many years ago
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And my blade was broad, many years ago
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Worn with pride, into battle I'd ride,
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At a warrior’s side, and I cut and I killed, and was lost in a field
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And I soon did rust,
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I corrode to dust,
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Oh my
Verse 3
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Well once I was a daisy, many years ago
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In pastures green and lazy, many years ago
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But I was ate by a goat who fell in a moat
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And forgetting to float he sunk like lead and stayed until dead
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And was relieved to find
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Lord, just how kind
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It all was
Verse 4
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Well once I was a grub, many years ago
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And I lived in cooked red mud , many years ago
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But on the very first moon I became a cocoon
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That resembled a prune, and when the good Lord was done, in the warm copper sun,
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I shed my skins
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And I dried my wings
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And I flew away
Verse 5
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Well, once I was a bullfrog, had to struggle for survival
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And once I was a carp and lived in waters ornamental
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And once I was a mynah bird, quoting verses from the Bible
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I said pretty boy,
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Pretty boy,
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Saint Luke
(Guitar solo)
Verse 6
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Well once I was a mule, many years ago
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But my master he treat me cruel, many years ago
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By and by was sick, couldn’t move to his kick,
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So he took out a stick, and laid it right across my back to an almighty crack
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And to his dismay
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I passed away
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Into the blue
Verse 7
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Then I was born a human baby, many years ago
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Well I remember I was born unto a lady, many years ago
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All our hopes were piled on the back of a child
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Who turned out to be wild, sent the devil a prayer, caused the parson to swear
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So I took my leave
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To lie and thieve,
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On my way to jail
Verse 8
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Well, I've been a tinker, tailor, soldier, sailor
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Known good times and disaster
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But now I've found a teacher and the teacher has a master
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And the master is perfection, so he helps us get there faster
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Don't need no proof,
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Because that's the truth,
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and I'll drink to that!











