Stone

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Well, once I was a stone, a many years ago
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Into a pool was thrown, a many years ago
     A
Time passed by, the pool ran dry, excavated was I
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And tempered then beat in a fiery heat
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By the hand of a man, who's name was Dan
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Dan the blacksmith

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Well, once I was a sword, a many years ago
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And my blade was broad, a many years ago
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Worn with pride, into battle I'd ride at a warrior's side
      A         E
And I cut and I killed and was lost in a field
               B                    A
And I soon did rust, and corrode to dust
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Oh my

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Well, once I was a daisy, a many years ago
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In pastures green and lazy, a many years ago
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But I was et by a goat who fell in a moat and forgetting to float
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He sunk like a lead and stayed until dead
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But was relieved to find well just how kind it all was

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Well, once I was a grub, a many years ago
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And I lived in muck and mud, a many years ago
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But on the very first moon, I became a cocoon that resembled a prune
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And When the Good Lord was done in the warmth of the sun
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I shed my skins, and I dried my wings, and I flew away

          A                             E
Well, once I was a bullfrog, had to struggle for survival
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And once I was a carp and lived in waters ornamental
         A                          E
And once I was a myna bird, quoting verses from the Bible
              B           A        E
Said, "Pretty boy, pretty boy, St. Luke"

E  E  E Em  E

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Well, once I was a mule, a many years ago
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But my master he treat me cruel, a many years ago
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By and by I was sick, couldn't move to his kick, so he took out a stick
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And laid it right 'cross my back to an almighty crack
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And to his dismay, I passed away, into the blue

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Then I was born a human baby, a many years ago
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Well I remember I was born unto a lady, a many years ago
        A                                      E
All our hopes they were piled on the back of a child that turned out to be wild
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Sent the devil a prayer and caused the parson to swear
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So I took my leave to lie and thieve my way to jail

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Well, I've been a tinker, tailor, soldier, sailor
      E
Known good times and disaster
    A                                         E
But now I've found a teacher, and the teacher has a master
       A                            E
And the master is perfection, so he helps us get there faster
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It don't need no proof, because that's the truth, and I'll drink to that

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