Stone

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Faces - Rock, UK

Stone

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Duration: 5:38

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[Verse 1] Well, once I was a stone, many years ago Into a pool was thrown, many years ago Time passed by, the pool ran dry, excavated was I And tempered and beat in fiery heat By the hand of a man whose name was Dan Dan the blacksmith [Verse 2] Well, once I was a sword, many years ago And my blade was broad, many years ago Worn with pride, into battle I'd ride at a warrior's side And I cut and I killed and was lost in a field And I soon did rust, corrode to dust Oh my [Verse 3] Well, once I was a daisy, many years ago In pastures green and lazy, many years ago But I was et by a goat who fell in a moat and forgettin' to float He sunk like a lead and stayed until dead But was relieved to find, well, just how kind it all was [Verse 4] Well, once I was a grub, many years ago And I lived in muck and mud, many years ago But on the very first noon, I became a cocoon that resembled a prune When the Good Lord was done in the warmth of the sun I shed my skins, and I dried my wings, and I flew away [Verse 5] Well, once I was a bullfrog, had to struggle for survival And once I was a carp and lived in waters ornamental And once I was a myna bird, quoting verses from the Bible Said, "Pretty boy" (Oh, pretty boy), "pretty boy" (Whoo-hoo), "St. Luke" (One more) (Oh yeah) (Whoo-hoo hoo, whoo-hoo-hoo) (Whoo) [Howl] [Verse 6] Well, once I was a mule, many years ago But my master, he treat me cruel, many years ago By and by I was sick, couldn't move to his kick, so he took out a stick And laid it right 'cross my back to an almighty crack And to his dismay, I passed away, into the blue [Verse 7] And I was born a human baby, many years ago Well, I remember I was born unto a lady, many years ago All our hopes they were piled on the back of a child that turned out to be wild Sent the devil a prayer that caused the parson to swear So I took my leave to lie and thieve my way to jail [Verse 8] Well, I've been a tinker, tailor, soldier, sailor, I've known good times and disaster But now I've found a teacher, and the teacher has a master And the master is perfection, so he helps us get there faster It don't need no proof (Oh), because that's the truth (Oh, that's the truth), and I'll drink to that (Oh, I'll drink to that, she knows, whoo-hoo) (Ha-heh)

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  • Ronnie Lane