(ronnie lane)

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´ll help us get there faster.
i don´t need no proof, because that´s the truth, and i´ll drink to that.