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Sam Stone came home to his wife and family After serving in the conflict overseas And in the time that he had served It had shattered all his nerves And it left a little shrapnel in his knee But the morphine eased the pain And the grass grew round his brain And it eased his mind in the hours that it shows While his kids ran around wearing other peoples' clothes refrain: There's a hole in daddy's arm where all the money goes Jesus Christ died for nothing, I suppose Little pitchers have big ears But don't you stop to count the years Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios Mmm Sam Stone's welcome home didn't last too long No, he went to work after he spent his last dime And Sammy took to stealing When he get' that empty feeling For a hundred dollar habit without overtime And the cold rolled through his veins Like a thousand railroad trains And it eased his mind in the hours that it shows While his kids ran around wearing other peoples' clothes refrain Sam Stone was alone when he broke his last balloon Climbing walls while he sat there in a chair Well, he played his last request While the room stonk just like death With an overdose just hovering in the air But life had lost all it's fun And there was nothing to be done But to trade his home that he bought on the GI bill For what, a flag draped casket on a local heroes' hill refrain Sam Stone, ah Sam Stone
Writer(s): John Prine Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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