Wonderful Soup Stone Teclado

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I swear you could taste the chicken and tomatoes 

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And the noodles and the marrowbone 

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But it really wasn't nothin’ but some water and potatoes 

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And the wonderful, wonderful soupstone. 

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Hanging from a string in my mama's kitchen,  

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Back in the hard time days 

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Was a little ol' stone 'bout the size of an apple, 

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It was smooth and worn and grey 

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There wasn't much food in my mama's kitchen,  

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So whenever things got tight 

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Mama’d boil up some water, put in the stone and say  

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"Let's have some soup tonight" 

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And I swear you could taste the chicken and tomatoes 

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And the noodles and the marrowbone 

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But it really wasn't nothin’ but some water and potatoes 

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And the wonderful, wonderful soupstone.   

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It had been in the family for a whole lotta years,  

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So we knew it was a nurturing thing 

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And I remember mama, as she stirred it in the water,  

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And we could all hear her say 

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"It’s a magical stone and as long as we got it,  

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We'll never have a hungry night 

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Just add a little love to the wonderful soupstone  

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And everything will be alright" 

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And I swear you could taste the chicken and tomatoes 

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And the noodles and the marrowbone 

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But it really wasn't nothin’ but some water and potatoes 

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And the wonderful, wonderful soupstone.   

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So it carried us all through the darkening days 

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‘til finally the sunshine came 

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And the soupstone started in to gathering dust 

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But if hung there just the same 

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And ever since then, the food’s been plenty 

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But every now and then I find 

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That mama, in the kitchen with the wonderful soupstone 
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Drifts across my mind 

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And again, I can taste the chicken and tomatoes 
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And the noodles and the marrowbone 
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But it really wasn't nothin’ but some water and potatoes 
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And the wonderful, wonderful soupstone.