Johnny Reid - Kicking Stones lyrics

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 along the winding road

They were smokin, swearin, kicking stones

All the dark days

Turn into years

And all the hard times

They sure have shown 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 along the winding road

Brought me here

Brought me home

Where two boys

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