Sunday, April 24, 2016

Sam Stone by John Prine

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  1. Sam Stone by John Prine

    Sam Stone came home to the wife and family
    After servin’ in the conflict overseas
    And the time that he served had shattered all his nerves
    And left a little shrapnel in his knee

    But the morphine eased the pain
    And the grass grew ‘round his brain
    And gave him all the confidence he lacked
    With a Purple Heart and a monkey on his back

    (Refrain): There’s a hole in daddy’s arm
    Where all the money goes
    Jesus Christ died for nothin’, I suppose
    Little pictures have big ears
    Don’t stop to count the years
    Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios

    Sam Stone’s welcome home didn’t last too long
    He went to work when he spent his last dime
    And Sammy took to stealin’ when he got that empty feelin’
    For a hundred dollar habit without overtime
    And the gold rolled through his veins
    Like a thousand railroad trains
    And eased his mind in the hours that he chose
    While the kids ran around wearin’ other people’s clothes


    Sam Stone was alone when he popped his last balloon
    Climbin’ walls while sittin’ in a chair
    Well, he played his last request
    While the room smelled just like death
    With an overdose hoverin’ in the air

    But life had lost its fun; there was nothin’ to be done
    But trade his house that he bought on the GI bill
    For a flag-draped casket on a local hero’s hill