When my earthly race is over And I'm ready for the clover And they ask me how my life has been I guess I'll have to say, I got stoned and I missed it. I'm makin' no excuses For the many things I uses Just to sweeten up my relationships And brighten up my day. When she asked me how I liked it, Lord it hurts me to admit, I got stoned and I missed it. Next day she woke up rosy, And she snuggled up so cozy. It took seven months of urgin' Just to get that local virgin With the sweet face Up to my place To fool around a bit. Then I fooled around, played around jacked around a while and then I got stoned and I missed it. Then my friend yelled through the transom "Grab your coat and get your hat son, There's a nut down on the corner, Givin' dollar bills away" But I laid around a bit Then I had another hit. I just rolled myself a taste Of something green and gold and glorious To get me through the day. I Got Stoned And I missed It I was sitting in my basement. willin' Now I smuggled some smokes and folks from Mexico baked by the sun, every time I go to Mexico, and I'm still And I been from Tuscon to Tucumcari Tehachapi to Tonapah Driven every kind of rig that's ever been made Driven the back roads so I wouldn't get weighed And if you give me: weed, whites, and wine and you show me a sign I'll be willin', to be movin I been warped by the rain, driven by the snow I'm drunk and dirty don't ya know, and I'm still, willin' Out on the road late at night, Seen my pretty Alice in every head light Alice, Dallas Alice I've been from Tuscon to Tucumcari Tehachapi to Tonapah Driven every kind of rig that's ever been made Driven the back roads so I wouldn't get weighed And if you give me: weed, whites, and wine and you show me a sign I'll be willin', to be movin' I've been kicked by the wind, robbed by the sleet Had my head stoved in, but I'm still on my feet and I'm still. GILBERTLyrics powered by really about truck driving, but it mentions weed. Good sense, innocence, cripplin' mankind dead kings, many things i can't define occasions, persuasions clutter your mind incense and peppermints, the color of time who cares what games we choose? little to win but nothin' to lose Incense and peppermints, meaningless nouns look at yourself, look at yourself, yeah, yeah look at yourself, look at yourself, yeah, yeah, yeah! To divide this cockeyed world in two throw your pride to one side, it's the least you can do beatniks and politics, nothing is new a yardstick for lunatics, one point of view who cares what games we choose? little to win but nothin' to lose - instrumental break - Good sense, innocence, cripplin' mankind dead kings, many things i can't define occasions, persuasions clutter your mind incense and peppermints, the color of time who cares what games we choose? little to win but nothin' to lose Incense and peppermints incense and peppermints Sha la la sha la la sha la la sha la la sha la la - from andrew's ace tabs: ok, this has always been credited to john carter and tim gilbert, but to sac (and future lynyrd skynyrd) guitarist ed king's instrumental john carter before (most notably the rainy daze 'that acapulco gold', which hit #70 nationwide before program directors found out what 'acapulco gold' was) and was apparently co-credited by mistake.
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