---------------------------------------------------------------------------- Sam Stone - John Prine ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- Tabbed by: Dave S. Email: Dlgibson@netscape.com Tuning: Standard Artist: John Prine Album: John Prine Year: 1971

^FSam Stone came home, To his ^Bbwife and family After ^Cserving in the conflict over^Fseas. And the ^Ftime that he served, Had ^Bbshattered all his nerves, And ^Cleft a little shrapnel in his ^Fknee.^Bb ^F But the ^Bbmorphine eased the pain, And the ^Bbgrass grew round his brain, And ^Ggave him all the confidence he ^Clacked, With a ^GPurple Heart and a monkey on his ^Cback.

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There's a ^Fhole in daddy's arm where all the ^Gmmoney goes, ^BbJesus Christ died for nothin' ^CI suppose. Little ^Fpitchers have big ears, Don't ^Dmstop to count the years, ^GSweet songs never last too long on ^Cbroken radios.

Sam ^FStone's welcome home Didn't ^Bblast too long. ^CHe went to work when he'd spent his last ^Fdime And ^FSammy took to stealing When he ^Bbgot that empty feeling For a ^Chundred dollar habit without over^Ftime.^Bb ^F And the ^Bbgold rolled through his veins Like a ^Bbthousand railroad trains, And ^Geased his mind in the hours that he ^Cchose, While the ^Gkids ran around wearin other peoples ^Cclothes...

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Sam ^FStone was alone When he ^Bbpopped his last balloon ^CClimbing walls while sitting in a ^Fchair Well, he ^Fplayed his last request While the ^Bbroom smelled just like death With an ^Coverdose hovering in the ^Fair But ^Bblife had lost its fun And ^Bbthere was nothing to be done But ^Gtrade his house that he bought on the G, I. ^CBill For a ^Gflag draped casket on a local heroes h^Cill

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John Prine - Sam stone