Hey, Mr. Stone Man

“Hey, Mr. Stone Man”, Original by Robert Wimer

A songwriter is a person who makes commentary on the world around him, and this is what I’ve observed by some people who claim to have the “power and the glory“. The tune was done in church with different lyrics, so I substituted the lyrics that I had written down in a night of insomnia to this little melody, and it seem to come together rather nicely.

Lyrics:

Hey Mr. Stone man
With your eyes toward the sun
Why do you sit there
Looking so very glum.
Aren’t the windows pretty
And aren’t the tunes nice
But when you leave your house
You always start to cry.

And hey Mr. Stone man
Why so full of fear
Don’t you remember your song
That you heard throughout the years,
That same tune over again
And I know you know the words
But you forgot the theme behind it
And now you sniff the dirt.

I’m sorry Mr. Stone man
I didn’t mean to pry
But what you say and do
Looks like a lie.
You throw your book at me
And you always miss the mark
Never looking in a mirror
So you can forget who you are.

Well Mr. Stone man
I don’t believe in what you say
The power and the glory
Will be yours, or so you say.
But all the time you lie
And say “I’m not poor”
But to all of us who see
You can’t give any more.

Goodbye Mr. Stone Man
I’ll leave you with these words
You say your rich in everything
But to me, you’re poor as dirt.
And hey, your house is nice
And the windows are grand
But the song that you’re singin’
Is from the other guy’s band.

Hey Mr. Stone man
With your eyes toward the sun
Why do you sit there
Looking so very glum.
Aren’t the windows pretty
And aren’t the tunes nice
But when you leave your house
You always start to cry.

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