G
Sam Stone came home,
C
To the wife and family
DG
After serving in the conflict overseas.
G
And the time that he served,
C
Had shattered all his nerves,
DG
And left a little shrapnel in his knees.
C
But the morhpine eased the pain,
C
And the grass grew round his brain,
ADD7
And gave him all the confidence he lacked,
ADD7
With a purple heart and a monkey on his back.
[Chorus]
GC
There's a hole in daddy's arm where all the money goes,
DG
Jesus Christ died for nothin I suppose.
G
Little pitchers have big ears,
C
Don't stop to count the years,
DGCG
Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios.
[Verse 2]
G
Sam Stone's welcome home
C
Didn't last too long.
DG
He went to work when he'd spent his last dime
G
And soon he took to stealing
C
When he got that empty feeling
DG
For a hundred dollar habit without overtime.
C
And the gold roared through his veins
C
Like a thousand railroad trains,
ADD7
And eased his mind in the hours that he chose,
ADD7
While the kids ran around wearin' other peoples' clothes...
[Chorus]
GC
There's a hole in daddy's arm where all the money goes,
DG
Jesus Christ died for nothin I suppose.
G
Little pitchers have big ears,
C
Don't stop to count the years,
DGCG
Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios.
[Verse 3]
G
Sam Stone was alone
C
When he popped his last balloon,
DG
Climbing walls while sitting in a chair.
G
Well, he played his last request,
C
While the room smelled just like death,
DG
With an overdose hovering in the air.
C
But life had lost it's fun,
C
There was nothing to be done,
ADD7
But trade his house that he bought on the GI bill,
ADD7
For a flag-draped casket on a local hero's hill.
[Chorus]
GC
There's a hole in daddy's arm where all the money goes,
DG
Jesus Christ died for nothin I suppose.
G
Little pitchers have big ears,
C
Don't stop to count the years,
DGCG
Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios.