Stoney Lyrics - Live From Dixie's Bar & Bus Stop - Jerry Jeff Walker

I first ran into Stoney 

It was a bar downtown 

Was Richmond, Virginia 

We were bumming around 

Suitcase to suitcase 

We started him talking 

Finding out about the things we've shared 

In the miles we've been 

He had a gray pillowcase 

Full of books by Durrell 

And he had this old concertina 

All beat up and she played like hell 

Until you got him started 

Singing those gospel songs, 

Well, he drank all night for nothing 

He told his stories till dawn 

And he said, "Come on, get your bag, boy 

Sun's up now and it's time to roll 

Hell, you know there ain't no better time 

Than early in the morning to be out walking down that road 

Just feeling another day beginning 

While some fools just rushing on by 

We'll be like some Mr. Independence 

We're taking our own sweet time 

We walked on out that highway 

Under a clear blue sky 

I's listening to the tales he told 

Drinking warm red wine 

'Bout the night he rolled seven 

'Bout some girl he'd done wrong 

'Bout everything he could think of 

While we walked along 

Yeah, ol' Stoney had a magic 

Made him hard to forget 

Like the night we flew down the highway 

(His old pickup, it nearly wrecked) 

Was a crazy woman driving 

All drunked up and carrying on 

Till Stoney finally calmed her 

Singing those Gospel songs 

Well, we split the road at Norwood 

And he just shook my hand 

He said, "I'll see you some place, friend 

But you know he never has" 

But we were that free then 

Just walking down the road 

Never really caring 

Where that highway goes 

Yeah, Stoney was a liar 

(A bullshitter) 

Ain't no doubt about it 

It was just the way he told things 

And you never want to doubt him 

'Cause he kept you going 

When the road got rough 

And brought you through the lean times 

By making it up 

Hey, did I ever tell you 

The time I married my cousin up in Las Vegas? 

Yeah, Stoney 

Tell it again, will you?