Throwin' Rocks - Robert Earl Keen

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 throwin' 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, throwin' rocks, skippin' 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

Throwin' 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, throwin' rocks, skippin' 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

Throwin' 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, throwin' rocks, skippin' stones

I am standing by the water, yeah, throwin' rocks, skippin' stones

(Throwin' rocks, skippin' stones)

(Throwin' rocks, skippin' stones)

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