i first ran into stoney. it was a bar downtown
virginia. we were bumming around
suitcase to suitcase. we started him talking
finding out about the things we've shared in the miles we've been
he had a gray pillowcase full of books by durrell
and he had this old concertina
all beat up and she played like hell
until you got him started singing those gospel songs
he drank all night for nothing
he told his stories till dawn