Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Stone, artist - Faces. Album song 1970-1975: You Can Make Me Dance, Sing Or Anything..., in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 27.08.2015
Record label: Rhino Entertainment Company
Song language: English
Stone |
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 a fiery heat |
By the hand of a man, who’s name was Dan |
Dan the blacksmith |
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 |
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 forgetting to float |
He sunk like a lead and stayed until dead |
But was relieved to find just how kind it all was |
Once I was a grub, many years ago |
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 dried my wings, and I flew away |
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, pretty boy, St. Luke» |
Once I was a mule, a many years ago |
But my master 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 to an almighty crack |
And to his dismay, I passed away, into the blue |
I was born a human baby, many years ago |
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 and caused the parson to swear |
So I took my leave to lie and thieve my way to jail |
I’ve been tinker, tailor, soldier, sailor |
I’ve known good times and disaster |
But now I’ve found a teacher, and the teacher has a master |
The master is perfection, so he helps us get there faster |
I don’t need no proof, because that’s the truth, and I’ll drink to that |