Porter Wagoner. Be Careful Of Stones That You Throw. Zeneszám
A tongue can accuse and carry bad news
The seeds of distrust it will sow
But unless you've made no mistakes in your life
Be careful of stones that you throw
A neighbor was passin' my garden one day
She stopped and I knew right away
That gossip not flowers she had on her mind
And this is what I heard my neighbor say
You know that girl down who lived down the street
She oughta be run from our midst
She drinks and she talks quite a lot
But she knows not to speak to my child nor to me
My neighbor then smiled and I thought
A tongue can accuse and carry bad news
The seeds of distrust it will sow
But unless you've made no mistakes in your life
Be careful of stones that you throw
A car speeded by and the screaming of brakes
A sound that made my blood chill
My neighbor's one child had been pulled from the path
And saved by a girl lying still
The child was unhurt and my neighbor cried out
Oh, who was that brave girl so sweet
I covered the crushed broken body and said
That's the bad girl that lived down the street
A tongue can accuse and carry bad news
The seeds of distrust it will sow
But unless you've made no mistakes in your life
Be careful of stones that you throw
The seeds of distrust it will sow
But unless you've made no mistakes in your life
Be careful of stones that you throw
A neighbor was passin' my garden one day
She stopped and I knew right away
That gossip not flowers she had on her mind
And this is what I heard my neighbor say
You know that girl down who lived down the street
She oughta be run from our midst
She drinks and she talks quite a lot
But she knows not to speak to my child nor to me
My neighbor then smiled and I thought
A tongue can accuse and carry bad news
The seeds of distrust it will sow
But unless you've made no mistakes in your life
Be careful of stones that you throw
A car speeded by and the screaming of brakes
A sound that made my blood chill
My neighbor's one child had been pulled from the path
And saved by a girl lying still
The child was unhurt and my neighbor cried out
Oh, who was that brave girl so sweet
I covered the crushed broken body and said
That's the bad girl that lived down the street
A tongue can accuse and carry bad news
The seeds of distrust it will sow
But unless you've made no mistakes in your life
Be careful of stones that you throw
Wagoner, Porter
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