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Stone


Artist: Rod Stewart

Album: unknown


Rod Stewart unknown Stone


(ronnie lane)

Well once i was a stone and many years ago
Into a pool i was thrown, a many years ago.
Time passed by, the pool ran dry, escaped was i.
And tempered the beat came a fiery heat,
By the aim of a man, who's name was dann, dann the blacksmith.

Well once i was a sword, a many years ago.
And my blade was broad, a many years ago.
Worn my pride, in a battle i'd ride at a warrior side.
And i cut and i killed and was lost in the field,
And soon did rust, and corrode to dust, oh my.

Well and once i was a daisy, a many years ago.
In pastures green and lazy, a many years ago.
But i was hit by goat who fell in the moat, and forgetting to float
He sunk like a lead and stayed until dead,
But was relieved to find, oh lord, just how kind it all was.

Well and once i was a grub, a many years ago.
And i lived in blood red mud, a many years ago.
But on the very first noon i became a cocoon that resembled a prune.
When the good work was done in the warmth of the sun.
I shed my skins, and dried my wings, and i flew away.

Well and once i was a bullfrog, had to struggle for survival.
And once i was a carp and lived in waters on the mantle.
And once i was a man of earth, quoting verses from the bible,
Said i played them all, i played them all, st. luke.

Well and once i was a mule, a many years ago.
But my master he treat me cruel, a many years ago.
By and by i was sick, couldn't move to his kick, so he took out a stick
And hit it right 'cross my back with an almighty crack,
And to his dismay, i passed away, into the blue.

Then i was born a human baby, a many years ago.
Well i remember i was born unto a lady, a many years ago.
All our hopes they were found on the back of a child that turned out to be wild.
Sent the devil a prayer and caused the pope to swear.
So i took my leave, to lie and plead, on my way to jail.

Well i've been a tinker, tailor, soldier, sailor.
I've known good times and disaster.
Oh 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.
Oh it don't need no proof, because that's the truth, and i'll drink to that.


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