John Prine – Sam Stone chords

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Sam Stone chords
John Prine (live version)

Capo III

    DSam Stone came home,
       Gto his wife and family,
      A                           Dafter serving in the conflict overseas.
        
And the time that he served,
    Ghad shattered all his nerves,
    A                             Dand left a little shrapnel in his knee. 
        GBut the morphine eased the pain,

and the grass grew round his brain,
    E7                             Aand gave him all the confidence he lacked;
       E                  E7            Awith a Purple Heart and a monkey on his back.

          D                                 EmThere's a hole in daddy's arm where all the money goes,
    G                                  Aand Jesus Christ died for nothin' I suppose.
       DLittle pitchers have big ears,
      Bmdon't stop to count the years,
      E7                   E                  A   A Asus4 A Asweet songs never last too long on broken radios. Mmm....

    DSam Stone's welcome home,
       Gdidn't last too long,
   A                                     Dhe went to work when he'd spent his last dime
    
And Sammy took to stealing,
        Gwhen he got that empty feeling,
      A                                Dfor a hundred dollar habit without overtime. 
        GAnd the gold rolled through his veins,

like a thousand railroad trains,
    E7                                  Aand eased his mind in the hours that he chose;
          E               E7                     Awhile the kids ran around wearin' other peoples' clothes...

          D                                 EmThere's a hole in daddy's arm where all the money goes,
    G                                  Aand Jesus Christ died for nothin' I suppose.
       DLittle pitchers have big ears,
      Bmdon't stop to count the years,
      E7                   E                  A   A Asus4 A Asweet songs never last too long on broken radios. Mmm....

    DSam Stone was alone,
        Gwhen he popped his last balloon,
A                                 Dclimbing walls while sitting in a chair

Well, he played his last request,
          Gwhile the room smelled just like death,
        A                        Dwith an overdose hovering in the air
    GBut life had lost its fun,

and there was nothing to be done,
    E7                                          Abut trade his house that he bought on the G, I. Bill;
      E                       E7            Afor a flag draped casket on a local heroes' hill

          D                                 EmThere's a hole in daddy's arm where all the money goes,
    G                                  Aand Jesus Christ died for nothin' I suppose.
       DLittle pitchers have big ears,
      Bmdon't stop to count the years,
      E7                   E                  A   A Asus4 A Asweet songs never last too long on broken radios. Mmm....

A Asus4 A DMmm....


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