Stoned
Old 97s · Hitchhike to Rhome [1994]
Well I must have been stoned when this whole started,
'Cause I just can't seem to think straight anymore.
Can't figure out where I'm at, maybe Memphis, maybe Mexico.
I think you're swell but I ain't gonna tell you so.
I think you're great but it's late and I'd better go.
Hitchhike to Rhome. Take the Greyhound to Fredericksburg.
Well I'm flat broke, I've been smoking butts for days.
You say, "Maybe you can stay with me." I say, "Lady, that's a dangerous plan."
You're quite a woman, but I don't wanna be your man.
You're quite a kisser, but listen close and understand.
Take a letter to God. "Dear Sir: I'm dissatisfied.
Well it ain't your fault they keep pouring salt on my heart.
All I need is a brief reprieve. I keep leaving. I ain't gettin' nowhere."
Won't you linger, let me run my fingers through your hair?
Won't you stay? I can't play like I don't care.
I think you're dope, and I hope I'm making myself clear.
I think you're fly and that's why I'm getting out of here.
Well, I must have been stoned.
Good Lord, I wish I'd been stoned.
'Cause I just can't seem to think straight anymore.
Can't figure out where I'm at, maybe Memphis, maybe Mexico.
I think you're swell but I ain't gonna tell you so.
I think you're great but it's late and I'd better go.
Hitchhike to Rhome. Take the Greyhound to Fredericksburg.
Well I'm flat broke, I've been smoking butts for days.
You say, "Maybe you can stay with me." I say, "Lady, that's a dangerous plan."
You're quite a woman, but I don't wanna be your man.
You're quite a kisser, but listen close and understand.
Take a letter to God. "Dear Sir: I'm dissatisfied.
Well it ain't your fault they keep pouring salt on my heart.
All I need is a brief reprieve. I keep leaving. I ain't gettin' nowhere."
Won't you linger, let me run my fingers through your hair?
Won't you stay? I can't play like I don't care.
I think you're dope, and I hope I'm making myself clear.
I think you're fly and that's why I'm getting out of here.
Well, I must have been stoned.
Good Lord, I wish I'd been stoned.
Stoned - Old 97s
Released in 1994 on the album Hitchhike to Rhome, "Stoned" is a quintessential track from the Old 97s, a seminal group of Southern hip-hop pioneers. The song exemplifies the group's signature blend of gritty storytelling and rhythmic flow, characteristic of the early 90s Atlanta sound. Featuring the distinctive voice of the group's founder, the recording captures the raw energy and social commentary that defined their discography during this era. As a staple of their catalog, the track remains a powerful representation of the Southern hip-hop movement's influence on the genre's development, showcasing the group's ability to weave complex narratives into their music.