Kick The Stones

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 them stones out of my bed I 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 them stones out of my bed Kick them stones out of my bed Them stones out of my bed I'm beggin', mama, please move over Take you in my belly Sure as night is black I 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 now 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 And 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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