Kick The Stones

Chris Whitley

Composed by: Chris Whitley
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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