Song | Stone |
Artist | The Small Faces |
Album | First Step |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
(ronnie lane) | |
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'll help us get there faster. | |
I don't need no proof, because that's the truth, and i'll drink to that. |
ronnie lane | |
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' ll help us get there faster. | |
I don' t need no proof, because that' s the truth, and i' ll drink to that. |
ronnie lane | |
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' ll help us get there faster. | |
I don' t need no proof, because that' s the truth, and i' ll drink to that. |