Sam Stone John Prine
[F]Sam Stone came home,
To his [Bb]wife and family
After [C]serving in the conflict over[F]seas.
And the [F]time that he served,
Had [Bb]shattered all his nerves,
And [C]left a little shrapnel in his [F]knee.[Bb] [F]
But the [Bb]morphine eased the pain,
And the [Bb]grass grew round his brain,
And [G]gave him all the confidence he [C]lacked,
With a [G]Purple Heart and a monkey on his [C]back.
Chorus:
There's a [F]hole in daddy's arm where all the [Gm]money goes,
[Bb]Jesus Christ died for nothin' [C]I suppose.
Little [F]pitchers have big ears,
Don't [Dm]stop to count the years,
[G]Sweet songs never last too long on [C]broken radios.
Sam [F]Stone's welcome home
Didn't [Bb]last too long.
[C]He went to work when he'd spent his last [F]dime
And [F]Sammy took to stealing
When he [Bb]got that empty feeling
For a [C]hundred dollar habit without over[F]time.[Bb] [F]
And the [Bb]gold rolled through his veins
Like a [Bb]thousand railroad trains,
And [G]eased his mind in the hours that he [C]chose,
While the [G]kids ran around wearin other peoples [C]clothes.
(Repeat Chorus)
Sam [F]Stone was alone
When he [Bb]popped his last balloon
[C]Climbing walls while sitting in a [F]chair
Well, he [F]played his last request
While the [Bb]room smelled just like death
With an [C]overdose hovering in the [F]air
But [Bb]life had lost its fun
And [Bb]there was nothing to be done
But [G]trade his house that he bought on the G, I. [C]Bill
For a [G]flag draped casket on a local heroes h[C]ill
(Repeat Chorus)
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