Stone Chucker - Porter

Way down the Mississippi into New Orleans

He rolled in on the river and arrived in your dreams

He’s the Stone Chucker baby, he’s in your head now

He throws stones in the morning, then rocks through the night

He’s a big as a house and his teeth pearly white

He’s the Stone Chucker baby, he’s in your head now

After midnight he’ll be prowling around

On the streets and in your homes

Your fate he’ll predict with his handful of sticks

And he’ll break all your bones with his pocketful of stones

Ha Ha Freddy Kruger he’s meaner than you

He’s a mother chucking stoner, and he’ll throw his stones at you

He’s the Stone Chucker baby, he’s in your head now

After midnight he’ll be prowling around

On the streets and in your homes

Your fate he’ll predict with his handful of sticks

And he’ll break all your bones with his pocketful of stones

Some say he’s at home when the devils away

If you sing him a song he might go away

He’s the Stone Chucker baby

So sing him away now