- Votes:
- Composers:
- Jones
- Kelly
 
- Genres:
- 70s
- Blues
- Country
- Folk
 
- Tags:
- 70's
- classic rock
 
- See also:
Faces - Stone lyrics
(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.Faces - Stone - http://motolyrics.com/faces/stone-lyrics.html
 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.















