Throwin' Rocks

(альбом: The Rose Hotel - 2009)

Alright
One, two, ready, go

She wasn't bad, she wasn't good
She was just what she was
She had a thing makes a man
Do the things he does

She had a way, a special way
To speak without a word
I swear to you, this very day
That this is how it all occurred

We was throwing rocks in the river, counting ties on the track
Thinking life could not be better, living in a shack
Feeling love for one another, deep down in our bones
Standing by the water, throwing rocks, skipping stones

I was raised in New Orleans
She was born in Jacksonville
And for a time, to me it seems
She made the world stand still

Throwing rocks in the river, counting ties on the track
Thinking life could not be better, living in a shack
Feeling love for one another, deep down in our bones
Standing by the water, throwing rocks, skipping stones

I came home late and I caught her
With a man from out of town
Now I wait beside the water
For the flood to take me down

Throwing rocks in the river, counting ties on the track
Pouring gas on her letters and setting fire to the shack
Screaming bloody murder, leaving nothing but the bones
Standing by the water, throwing rocks, skipping stones

I am standing by the water, yeah, throwing rocks, skipping stones

(Throwing rocks, skipping stones)
(Throwing rocks, skipping stones)
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