G Sam Stone came home,C To the wife and familyD G After serving in the conflict overseas.G And the time that he served,C Had shattered all his nerves,D G And left a little shrapnel in his knees.C But the morhpine eased the pain,C And the grass grew round his brain,A D D7 And gave him all the confidence he lacked,A D D7 With a purple heart and a monkey on his back. [Chorus]G C There's a hole in daddy's arm where all the money goes,D G Jesus Christ died for nothin I suppose.G Little pitchers have big ears,C Don't stop to count the years,D G C G Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios. [Verse 2]G Sam Stone's welcome homeC Didn't last too long.D G He went to work when he'd spent his last dimeG And soon he took to stealingC When he got that empty feelingD G For a hundred dollar habit without overtime.C And the gold roared through his veinsC Like a thousand railroad trains,A D D7 And eased his mind in the hours that he chose,A D D7 While the kids ran around wearin' other peoples' clothes... [Chorus]G C There's a hole in daddy's arm where all the money goes,D G Jesus Christ died for nothin I suppose.G Little pitchers have big ears,C Don't stop to count the years,D G C G Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios. [Verse 3]G Sam Stone was aloneC When he popped his last balloon,D G Climbing walls while sitting in a chair.G Well, he played his last request,C While the room smelled just like death,D G With an overdose hovering in the air.C But life had lost it's fun,C There was nothing to be done,A D D7 But trade his house that he bought on the GI bill,A D D7 For a flag-draped casket on a local hero's hill. [Chorus]G C There's a hole in daddy's arm where all the money goes,D G Jesus Christ died for nothin I suppose.G Little pitchers have big ears,C Don't stop to count the years,D G C G Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios.
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