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Jerry Jeff Walker
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Stoney
Lyricist:Jerry Jeff Walker
I first ran into Stoney It was a bar downtown Was Richmond, Virginia We were bumming around
Suitcase to suitcase We started him talking Finding out about the things we've shared In the miles we've been
He had a gray pillowcase Full of books by Durrell And he had this old concertina All beat up and she played like hell
Until you got him started Singing those gospel songs, Well, he drank all night for nothing He told his stories till dawn
And he said, 'Come on, get your bag, boy Sun's up now and it's time to roll Hell, you know there ain't no better time Than early in the morning to be out walking down that road
Just feeling another day beginning While some fools just rushing on by We'll be like some Mr. Independence We're taking our own sweet time
We walked on out that highway Under a clear blue sky I's listening to the tales he told Drinking warm red wine
'Bout the night he rolled seven 'Bout some girl he'd done wrong 'Bout everything he could think of Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com While we walked along
Yeah, ol' Stoney had a magic Made him hard to forget Like the night we flew down the highway (His old pickup, it nearly wrecked)
Was a crazy woman driving All drunked up and carrying on Till Stoney finally calmed her Singing those Gospel songs
Well, we split the road at Norwood And he just shook my hand He said, 'I'll see you some place, friend But you know he never has'
But we were that free then Just walking down the road Never really caring Where that highway goes
Yeah, Stoney was a liar (A bullshitter) Ain't no doubt about it It was just the way he told things And you never want to doubt him
'Cause he kept you going When the road got rough And brought you through the lean times By making it up
Hey, did I ever tell you The time I married my cousin up in Las Vegas? Yeah, Stoney Tell it again, will you?
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