{t:And It Stoned Me} {st:Van Morrison} [G] Half a mile from the [D]county fair and the [C]rain came pourin' [G]down Me and Billy [D]standin' there with a [C]silver half a crow[G]n Hands are full of a [D]fishin' rod and the [C]tackle on our back[G]s We just stood there [D]gettin' wet with our [C]backs against the [G]fence [Am]Oh the [D]water, [Am]oh the [D]water, [Am]oh the [D]water [Em] Hope it don't rain all [D]day {soc} And it [G]stoned me [C]to my soul [G] Stoned me just like [D]jelly-roll And it [C]stoned [G]me And it [G]stoned me [C]to my soul [G] Stoned me just like [D]goin' home And it [C]stoned [G]me {eoc} Then the rain let up and the sun came up and we were gettin' dry Almost glad a pick-up truck nearly passed us by So we jumped right in and the driver grinned and he dropped us up the road We looked at the swim and we jumped right in not to mention fishin' poles Oh the water, oh the water, oh the water Let it run all over me {c:Chorus} On the way back home we sang a song but our throats were gettin' 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 {c:Chorus}