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(Shel Silverstein)I swear you could taste the chicken and tomatoesAnd the noodles and the marrowboneBut it really wasn't nothing but some water and potatoesAnd the wonderful, wonderful soupstoneHanging from a string in my mama's kitchen, back in the hard time daysWas a little ol' stone 'bout the size of an apple, it was smooth and worn and greyThere wasn't much food in my mama's kitchen, so whenever things got tightMama 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 tomatoesAnd the noodles and the marrowboneBut it really wasn't nothing but some water and potatoesAnd the wonderful, wonderful soupstoneIt had been in the family for a whole lotta years, so we knew it was a nourishing thingAnd 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 nightJust add a little love to the wonderful soupstone and everything will be alright"And I swear you could taste the chicken and tomatoesAnd the noodles and the marrowboneBut it really wasn't nothing but some water and potatoesAnd the wonderful, wonderful soupstoneSongtexteSo it carried us all through the darkening days, 'til finally the sunshine cameAnd the soupstone started into gathering dust, but it hung there just the sameAnd ever since then the food's been plenty, but every now and then I findThat mama in the kitchen with the wonderful soupstone, drifts across my mindAnd again I can taste the chicken and tomatoesAnd the noodles and the marrowboneBut it really wasn't nothing but some water and potatoesAnd the wonderful, wonderful soupstoneAnd again I can taste the chicken and tomatoesAnd the noodles and the marrowboneBut it really wasn't nothing but some water and potatoesAnd the wonderful, wonderful soupstone(c)1972 Tro-Essex Music Ltd. Aus Songtexte Mania