The Giving Stone      by John Flynn
© Flying Stone Music


A little boy held out his hand
And gave a pebble to a man
He said, Now it’s your turn to own
This pebble called the Giving Stone

The Giving Stone, the Giving Stone
My pebble’s called the Giving Stone

Surprised, the man looked at the stone
And at the child’s face which shown
With joy and generosity
And asked, Why give this stone to me?

The Giving Stone, the Giving Stone
Why give me your Giving Stone?

The child shrugged and shook his head
That’s just the way it works he said
Now if you need a smile today
Just give the Giving Stone away

The Giving Stone, the Giving Stone
Just give away your Giving Stone

The man said, But what if I keep
This pebble in my pocket deep
For just me and myself alone
And never give the Giving Stone away?

The little child began to frown
But in a moment he bent down
To pick up one more pebble there
And hand it to man with care

The Giving Stone, the Giving Stone
My pebble’s called the Giving Stone

The child took his mother’s hand
And with a smile he left the man
To learn in this world which we live
The greatest gift is just to give away

The Giving Stone, the Giving Stone
The greatest gifts the world has known
Aren’t ours to keep, they’re just a loan
To give just like the Giving Stone