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• Artiste: Iron And Wine
• Titre: God Gave A Stone
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She belongs back in western Kentucky Or maybe somewhere in Tennessee Far from home there's a way to her body Though she's wind-blown and slightly Long ago there were plums on the table Where momma smoked in the afternoon The guilty played half-asleep in the stable And she would wake when she'd heard you Papa was gone but he's still in the mud And the river runs thick with his innocent blood And God gave a stone but it rolled down the hill It's the shape of His breath, or Her breath if you will She belongs back in western Kentucky Or even somewhere in Tennessee She was born though the womb wasn't ready To give it's love to the strength in this street Papa was gone but he's still in the mud While the river runs thick with his innocent blood And God gave a stone but it rolled down the hill It's the shape of His breath, or Her breath if you will Long ago there was warmth from the kitchen Across the baseboards through every room She belongs back in western Kentucky And I will pray maybe she'll see it soon