Rolling Stoned



I’ll be down by the river, rolling stoned. The wind blowing cottonwood puffs like snow. Wild flowers blooming in the meadow, fused with the scent of hashish in the air…
Getting high in life’s care

I’ll be down by the river, rolling stoned. All are welcomed as well as those who don’t. Talk if you want or quietly sit alone, a peaceful haven lost and feeling good…
Getting high in the woods

I’ll be down by the river, rolling stoned. Down by the river where the hurt goes away. As all my prayers are answered today. I’ve started to feel what I’ve never felt before…
Getting high with a roar

I’ll be down by the river, rolling stoned. Where harmful thoughts never come to mind. Where love is what you’ll find, wearing flowers in our hair…
Getting high on the Lord’s Prayer

I’ll be down by the river, rolling stoned. Buzzing to the music of the Rolling Stones. “Jumping jack flash, it’s a gas, gas, gas”…
Getting high on some pretty fine grass

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