Stone - Faces

Once I was a stone, many years ago

Into a pool was thrown, many years ago

Time passed by, the pool ran dry, excavated was I

And tempered and beat in a fiery heat

By the hand of a man, who’s name was Dan

Dan the blacksmith

Once I was a sword, many years ago

And my blade was broad, many years ago

Worn with pride, into battle I’d ride at a warrior’s side

And I cut and I killed and was lost in a field

And I soon did rust, corrode to dust

Oh my

Once I was a daisy, many years ago

In pastures green and lazy, many years ago

But I was et by a goat who fell in a moat and forgetting to float

He sunk like a lead and stayed until dead

But was relieved to find just how kind it all was

Once I was a grub, many years ago

I lived in muck and mud, many years ago

But on the very first noon, I became a cocoon that resembled a prune

When the Good Lord was done in the warmth of the sun

I shed my skins, and dried my wings, and I flew away

Once I was a bullfrog, had to struggle for survival

And once I was a carp and lived in waters ornamental

And once I was a myna bird, quoting verses from the Bible

Said, «Pretty boy, pretty boy, St. Luke»

Once I was a mule, a many years ago

But my master treat me cruel, a many years ago

By and by I was sick, couldn’t move to his kick, so he took out a stick

And hit it right 'cross my back to an almighty crack

And to his dismay, I passed away, into the blue

I was born a human baby, many years ago

I was born unto a lady, many years ago

All our hopes they were piled on the back of a child that turned out to be wild

Sent the devil a prayer and caused the parson to swear

So I took my leave to lie and thieve my way to jail

I’ve been tinker, tailor, soldier, sailor

I’ve known good times and disaster

But now I’ve found a teacher, and the teacher has a master

The master is perfection, so he helps us get there faster

I don’t need no proof, because that’s the truth, and I’ll drink to that