Washington

Hanging from a string in my mama's kitchen, back in the hard time days

Was a little ol' stone 'bout the size of an apple, it was smooth and worn and grey

There wasn't much food in my mama's kitchen, so whenever things got tight

Mama boiled up some water, put in the stone and said "Let's have some soup tonight"

And I swear you could taste the chicken and tomatoes
And the noodles and the marrowbone
But it really wasn't nothing but some water and potatoes
And the wonderful, wonderful soupstone

It had been in the family for a whole lotta years, so we knew it was a nourishing thing

And I remember mama, as she stirred it in the water, and we could all hear her sing

"Its a magical stone and as long as we got it, we'll never have a hungry night

Just add a little love to the wonderful soupstone and everything will be alright"