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The First Stone

PAUL McCARTNEY

Lyrics

Hey, you sinners, open all the doors Have I got news for you About that money loving preach of yours

Friday night you'll find him taking pictures Of a model in a cheap hotel Sunday morning he's raving from the pulpit Threatening to send us all to hell, well, well

Don't throw, don't throw, don't throw Don't throw any stones If you can't live by what you teach You better leave alone

Don't throw, don't throw, don't throw Don't throw any stones Unless you practice what you preach You'll never find love

Can't find love Can't find love Can't find love Can't find love

Don't throw, don't throw, don't throw Don't throw any stones If you can't live by what you teach You better leave alone

Don't throw, don't throw, don't throw Don't throw any stones Unless you practice what you preach You'll never find love

Hey, you sinners, well, you never can tell The glory train is leaving in the morning But the preacher's there to say farewell, well, well

Can't find love Can't find love Can't find love Can't find love Can't find love Can't find love

Yet be you who is without sins, cast the first stone (the first stone, the first stone, the first stone)

Can't find love Can't find love You can't find love You can't find love

Appears on

The 7” Singles Box

“This One” Single artwork as featured in 'The 7" Singles Box'

This One