Stone

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The Lord he loves a rolling stone
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He leads around all the danger zones
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And helps get on to where he?s going

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He don?t ask for very much
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A dream or two will always do
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In a crises    he makes sacrifices

The man who wears the freedom walk
He lets his eyes do all the talk
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And conversation is his prize possession

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On the road the open road he stops to flag a diesel
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A pre war mack offered him a ride and stone climbed into the cabin

That old bucket of bolts sure was a gas
She moaned and groaned like an old truck do
In south bend Indiana stone got out at the crossroads
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Said his last goodbye Started walking down a new road


by: Jos? Duarte
jtduarte1@netcabo.pt