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sam stone chords
john prine ( live version )
capo iii
D
sam stone came home ,
G
to his wife and family ,
A D
after serving in the conflict overseas .
and the time that he served ,
G
had shattered all his nerves ,
A D
and left A little shrapnel in his knee .
G
but the morphine eased the pain ,
and the grass grew round his brain ,
E7 A
and gave him all the confidence he lacked;
E E7 A
with A purple heart and A monkey on his back .
D Em
there’s A hole in Daddy’s arm where all the money goes ,
G A
and jesus christ died for nothin’ i suppose .
D
little pitchers have big ears ,
Bm
don’t stop to count the years ,
E7 E A A Asus4 A A
sweet songs never last too long on broken radios . mmm . . . .
D
sam stone’s welcome home ,
G
didn’t last too long ,
A D
he went to work when he’d spent his last dime
and sammy took to stealing ,
G
when he got that empty feeling ,
A D
for A hundred dollar habit without overtime .
G
and the gold rolled through his veins ,
like A thousand railroad trains ,
E7 A
and eased his mind in the hours that he chose;
E E7 A
while the kids ran around wearin’ other peoples’ clothes . . .
D Em
there’s A hole in Daddy’s arm where all the money goes ,
G A
and jesus christ died for nothin’ i suppose .
D
little pitchers have big ears ,
Bm
don’t stop to count the years ,
E7 E A A Asus4 A A
sweet songs never last too long on broken radios . mmm . . . .
D
sam stone was alone ,
G
when he popped his last balloon ,
A D
climbing walls while sitting in A chair
well , he played his last request ,
G
while the room smelled just like death ,
A D
with an overdose hovering in the air
G
but life had lost its fun ,
and there was nothing to be done ,
E7 A
but trade his house that he bought on the G , i . bill;
E E7 A
for A flag draped casket on A local heroes’ hill
D Em
there’s A hole in Daddy’s arm where all the money goes ,
G A
and jesus christ died for nothin’ i suppose .
D
little pitchers have big ears ,
Bm
don’t stop to count the years ,
E7 E A A Asus4 A A
sweet songs never last too long on broken radios . mmm . . . .
A Asus4 A D
mmm . . . .
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