[00:00.00] 作词 : Johnny Reid/Brent Maher
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Johnny Reid/Brent Maher
[00:27.66]I remember sittin' in my old mans truck
[00:37.32]Watchin' him and all the other men
[00:41.34]Down on their luck
[00:46.47]Standin' around the fire
[00:47.64]Fightin off the cold
[01:01.17]Smokin', swearin', kicking stones
[01:06.30]You know hard times
[01:16.53]Can turn a good man bad
[01:17.19]Make him do things
[01:18.93]Out of anger, wish he never had
[01:21.75]Me and mama would watch
[01:30.30]Him roll in home
[01:38.19]Smokin, swearin, kickin stones
[01:40.44]Kicking stones, kicking stones
[01:49.89]Down a long winding road
[01:59.85]They were smokin, swearin, kicking stones
[02:25.05]All the dark days
[02:29.37]Turn into years
[02:34.77]And all the hard times
[02:37.98]They sure stole alot of tears
[02:44.52]But there came a time
[02:48.15]Where I had to move on
[02:54.27]From the smokin, swearin, kicking stones
[02:59.13]Kicking stones, kicking stones
[03:08.43]Down a long and winding road
[03:13.35]Brought me here
[03:15.75]Brought me home
[03:18.09]Where two boys, of my own
[03:22.95]They come running
[03:25.35]They come laughing
[03:27.72]When I start singing
[03:30.18]They start dancing
[03:32.55]We go walking
[03:34.20]Hand in hand
[03:43.02]Kicking stones. kicking stones
[03:59.82]Kicking stoness

作词 : Johnny Reid/Brent Maher
作曲 : Johnny Reid/Brent Maher
I remember sittin' in my old mans truck
Watchin' him and all the other men
Down on their luck
Standin' around the fire
Fightin off the cold
Smokin', swearin', kicking stones
You know hard times
Can turn a good man bad
Make him do things
Out of anger, wish he never had
Me and mama would watch
Him roll in home
Smokin, swearin, kickin stones
Kicking stones, kicking stones
Down a long winding road
They were smokin, swearin, kicking stones
All the dark days
Turn into years
And all the hard times
They sure stole alot of tears
But there came a time
Where I had to move on
From the smokin, swearin, kicking stones
Kicking stones, kicking stones
Down a long and winding road
Brought me here
Brought me home
Where two boys, of my own
They come running
They come laughing
When I start singing
They start dancing
We go walking
Hand in hand
Kicking stones. kicking stones
Kicking stoness