Kick the Stones

Chris Whitley

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 the stones out of my bed

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 the stones out of my bed

Take you in my belly
Sure as night is black
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 child
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
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