Johnny Reid - Kicking Stones Lyrics
I remember, sitting in my old man's truck,Watching him and all the other men,Down on their luck.Standing around the fire,Fighting off the cold.Smokin' swearin' kickin' stones.You know hard times,Can turn a good man bad.Make him do things,Out of anger, he wish he'd never had.And me and momma,We'd watch him rollin' home.Smokin', swearin' kickin' stones.(Chorus)Kickin'stones, kickin'stonesDown a long windin' road.They were smokin' swearin' kickin' stones.(Solo of music)All the dark days,Turned into years.And all the hard times,They sure stoled a lot of tearsBut there came a time,When I had to move on.From the smoki', swearin, kickin' stones(Chorus 2)Kickin'stones, kickin'stonesDown a long windin' road.Brought me here, brought me homeWith 2 boys, of my ownThey come runnin',They come laughin',When I start singin'They start dancin'We go walkin'Hand in hand,Kickin' stones(2 more times)Kickin' stones