Stoney End - Linda Ronstadt, Stone Poneys

I was born from love, and my poor mother worked the mines

I was raised on the good book Jesus till I read between the lines

Now I don’t believe I want to see the morning

Going down the stoney end

I never wanted to go down the stoney end

Mama, let me start all over

Cradle me, Mama, cradle me again

(Cradle me, Mama, cradle me again)

I can still remember him with love light in his eyes

But the light flickered out and parted as the sun began to rise

Now I don’t believe I want to see the morning

Going down the stoney end

I never wanted to go down the stoney end

Mama, let me start all over

Cradle me, Mama, cradle me again

(Cradle me, Mama, cradle me again)

Never mind the forecast, 'cause the sky has lost control

'Cause the fury and the broken thunder’s come to match my raging soul

Now I don’t believe I want to see the morning

Going down the stoney end

I never wanted to go down the stoney end

Mama, let me start all over

Cradle me, Mama, cradle me Going down the stoney end

I never wanted to go down the stoney end

Mama, let me start all over

Cradle me, Mama, cradle me again