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And It Stoned Me (2013 Remaster)
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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Van Morrison
Van Morrison
Chant
Jack Schroer
Jack Schroer
Saxophone alto
John Klingberg
John Klingberg
Basse
Jef Labes
Jef Labes
Piano
John Platania
John Platania
Guitare acoustique
Collin Tilton
Collin Tilton
Saxophone ténor
Gary Mallaber
Gary Mallaber
Batterie
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Van Morrison
Van Morrison
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Van Morrison
Van Morrison
Production
Neil Schwartz
Neil Schwartz
Ingénierie de prise de son
Shelly Yakus
Shelly Yakus
Ingénierie de prise de son
Steve Friedberg
Steve Friedberg
Ingénierie de prise de son
Tony May
Tony May
Ingénierie de prise de son
Elliot Scheiner
Elliot Scheiner
Ingénierie de mixage
Brian Kehew
Brian Kehew
Ingénierie de mixage
Wyn Davis
Wyn Davis
Ingénierie de mixage

Paroles

Half a mile from the county fair And the rain came pouring down Me and Billy standing there With a silver half a crown Hands are full of the fishing rod And the tackle on our backs We just stood there getting wet With our backs against the fence Oh, the water Oh, the water Oh, the water Hope it don't rain all day And it stoned me to my soul Stoned me just like Jelly Roll And it stoned me And it stoned me to my soul Stoned me just like going home And it stoned me And the rain let up, and the sun came up While we were getting dry Almost let a pickup truck nearly pass us by So we jumped right in and the driver grinned And he dropped us up the road And we looked at the swim and we jumped right in Not to mention fishing poles Oh, the water Oh, the water Oh, the water Let it run all over me And it stoned me to my soul Stoned me just like Jelly Roll And it stoned me And it stoned me to my soul Stoned me just like going home And it stoned me On the way back home we sang a song But our throats were getting dry Then we saw the man from across the road With the sunshine in his eye Well, he lived all alone in his own little home With a great big gallon jar There were bottles too, one for me and you And he said, "Hey, there you are" Oh, the water Oh, the water Oh, the water Get it myself from the mountain stream And it stoned me to my soul Stoned me just like Jelly Roll And it stoned me And it stoned me to my soul Stoned me just like going home And it stoned me And it stoned me to my soul Stoned me just like Jelly Roll And it stoned me And it stoned me to my soul Stoned me just like going home And it stoned me
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