Johnny Reid - Kicking stones

^DI remember ^Gsitting in my old man’^Ds truck Watching him and all the ^Gother men Down on their ^Aluc^Gk ^A Standing around a ^Dfire ^F#mFighting off the ^Gcol^F#md ^{E D}Smokin, ^Aswearin, kickin ^Dstones

^DYou know hard times ^GThey turn a good man ^Dbad

Out of ^Ganger He wish he’d neve^Ar h^Gad^A And me and ^Dmama ^F#mWe’d watch him rollin^Gg h^F#mome ^{E D}Smokin, ^Aswearin, kickin ^Dstones

^AKickin stones kickin ^Gstones Down a ^Along windin ^Groad There was ^Dsmoking, ^Aswearin, kickin ^Dstones

All the ^Ddark days^G, turn into ^Dyears And all the ^Dhard times,^G they sure stole a lot of ^Atear^Gs ^{A D}But there came a tim^F#me, when I had to move ^Gon^{F#m E} From the ^Dsmoking, ^Aswearin, kickin ^Dstones

^AKickin stones ^GKickin stones ^ADown a long winding ^Groad ^BmBrought me here ^ABrought me home ^BmWhere two boys ^ABroke my home ^GThey come running they come ^Alaughing when I start ^Bmsinging they start ^Adancing we go ^Gwalking hand in ^Ahand ^Dkickin stones