Stoney

[Intro] G  Em  Am  D7  (2x)

[Verse 1]

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I first ran into Stoney. . . it was a bar downtown;
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It was Richmond, Virginia. . . we were bummim’ around,
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Suitcase to suitcase. . . we started in talkin‘,
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Finding out about the things we've shared in the miles we've been

[Verse 2]

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Well, he had a gray pillowcase full of books by Durrell,
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And he had this old concertina, all beat up and she played like hell,
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Until you got him started singing those Gospel songs,
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Well, he drank all night for nothing, he told his stories till dawn.

[Verse 3]

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And he said, "Come on, get your bag, boy! Sun's up now and it's time to roll!
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Yeah you know there ain't no better time than early in the mornin’
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To be out walking down that road!
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Just feeling another day beginnin’, whilst all the fools is rushin’ on by,
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We'll be like some Mr. Independence: we're taking our own sweet time!"

[Verse 4]

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We walked on out that highway under a clear blue sky,
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I was listenin’ to the tales he told, drinking warm red wine.
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'Bout a night he rolled seven; bout some girl he'd done wrong;
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'Bout everything he could think of while we walked along.

[Verse 5]

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Yeah, ol' Stoney had a magic; made him hard to forget.
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Like the night we flew down the highway his old pickup, it nearly wrecked!
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With a crazy woman driving, all drunked up and carrying on;
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Till Stoney finally calmed her singing those Gospel songs.

[Verse 6]

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Well, we split the road at Norwood, and he just shook my hand.
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He said, "I'll see you some place, friend," but you know he never has.
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But we were that free then, just walking down the road,
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Never really caring where that highway goes.

[Verse 7]

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Yeah, Stoney was a liar and a bullshitter, ain't no doubt about it.
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It was just the way he told things, that you never want to doubt him.
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'Cause he kept you going when the road got rough,
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And brought you through the lean times by making it up.
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"Hey, did I ever tell you the time I married my cousin up in Las Vegas?"
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Yeah, Stoney. Tell it again…