Throwin’ Rocks Robert Earl Keen

Alright
One, two, ready, go

She wasn't bad, she wasn't good
She was just what she was
She had a thing makes a man
Do the things he does

She had a way, a special way
To speak without a word
I swear to you, this very day
That this is how it all occurred

We was throwin' rocks in the river, counting ties on the track
Thinking life could not be better, living in a shack
Feeling love for one another, deep down in our bones
Standing by the water, throwin' rocks, skippin' stones

I was raised in New Orleans
She was born in Jacksonville
And for a time, to me it seems
She made the world stand still

Throwin' rocks in the river, counting ties on the track
Thinking life could not be better, living in a shack
Feeling love for one another, deep down in our bones
Standing by the water, throwin' rocks, skippin' stones