F C
I swear you could taste the chicken and tomatoes
F C
And the noodles and the marrowbone
F C
But it really wasn't nothin’ but some water and potatoes
G C C F C F
And the wonderful, wonderful soupstone.
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C F C
Hanging from a string in my mama's kitchen,
C G D
Back in the hard time days
C F C
Was a little ol' stone 'bout the size of an apple,
D G
It was smooth and worn and grey
C F C
There wasn't much food in my mama's kitchen,
G C
So whenever things got tight
F C
Mama’d boil up some water, put in the stone and say
D G
"Let's have some soup tonight"
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F C
And I swear you could taste the chicken and tomatoes
F C
And the noodles and the marrowbone
F C
But it really wasn't nothin’ but some water and potatoes
G C C F C F
And the wonderful, wonderful soupstone.
- - -
C F C
It had been in the family for a whole lotta years,
C G C
So we knew it was a nurturing thing
F C
And I remember mama, as she stirred it in the water,
D G
And we could all hear her say
C F C
"It’s a magical stone and as long as we got it,
G C
We'll never have a hungry night
F C
Just add a little love to the wonderful soupstone
D G
And everything will be alright"
- - -
F C
And I swear you could taste the chicken and tomatoes
F C
And the noodles and the marrowbone
F C
But it really wasn't nothin’ but some water and potatoes
G C C F C F
And the wonderful, wonderful soupstone.
- - -
C F C
So it carried us all through the darkening days
G C
‘til finally the sunshine came
F C
And the soupstone started in to gathering dust
D G
But if hung there just the same
C F C
And ever since then, the food’s been plenty
G C
But every now and then I find
F C
That mama, in the kitchen with the wonderful soupstone
D G
Drifts across my mind
- - -
F C
And again, I can taste the chicken and tomatoes
F C
And the noodles and the marrowbone
F C
But it really wasn't nothin’ but some water and potatoes
G C C F C F
And the wonderful, wonderful soupstone.
