Kick The Stones

Chris Whitley

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    Everything is silent
    Night upon the rocks
    I'm over by the roadhouse
    With them rusted engine blocks
    A ghost town with a gold mine
    A pick axe in my head
    I'm beggin' mama please move over
    Kick the stones out of my bed
    Met my sister Sandra
    With them jewels and the cross
    Eyes on my lever now
    She paint with chili sauce
    I cannot do no business
    With your candle lit in red
    I'm beggin' mama please move over
    Kick the stones out of my bed
    Take you in my belly
    Sure as night is black
    Take you for religion
    Like the skin across my back
    When I'm buried in your thighs girl
    I could understand
    You gotta tell me just for once child
    You ain't got no other plan
    You ain't got no other plan
    You gotta tell me just for once sister
    You ain't got no other man
    So meet me at the junction
    I'll buy you one last round
    Let me in on something
    Before I leave this town
    Well we used to have a password girl
    Now I can't recall
    You gotta tell me was it love
    Or some high-grade alcohol
    Some high-grade alcohol
    You gotta tell me was it love
    Or some high-grade alcohol
    Kick them stones out of my bed,
    stones out of my bed
    I'm begging mama please move over

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