Be Careful of Stones That You Throw David Allan Coe written by Hank Williams (I think) Corrections welcome. CHORUS: A t[F]ongue can acc[C]use and c[F]arry bad ne[C]ws The s[F]eed of dist[C]rust it will [G7]sow But u[F]nless you have m[C]ade no mist[G7]akes in your l[F]ife Be c[C]areful of st[G7]ones t[F]hat you t[C]hrow (SPOKEN) [C]Why a neighbor lady was passin' my garden one time [F]And she stopped and I knew right away That g[G7]ossip not fl[F]owers she had on her mind And [G7]this is what (allcountrytabs.com)
