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Sam Stone Karaoke - John Prine

This title is a cover version of Sam Stone as made famous by John Prine

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The CDG format (also called CD+G or MP3+G) is suitable for most karaoke machines. It includes an MP3 file and synchronized lyrics (Karaoke Version only sells digital files (MP3+G) and you will NOT receive a CD).

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About

Tempo: variable (around 67 BPM)

In the same key as the original: F

Duration: 04:16 - Sample at: 01:07

Release date: 1971
Genres: Folk, Country, In English
Original songwriter: John Prine

All files available for download are backing tracks, they're not the original music.

Lyrics Sam Stone

Sam Stone came home to his wife and family after serving in the conflict overseas
And the time that he served had shattered all his nerves and left a little shrapnel in his knee
But the morphine eased the pain and the grass grew round his brain
And gave him all the confidence he lacked
With a Purple Heart and a monkey on his back
There's a hole in Daddy's arm where all the money goes
Jesus Christ died for nothing
I suppose
Little pitchers have big ears
Don't stop to count the years
Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios hmm
Sam Stone's welcome home didn't last too long
He went to work when he'd spent his last dime
And Sammy took to stealing when he got that empty feeling
For a hundred dollar habit without overtime
And the gold rolled through his veins like a thousand railroad trains
And eased his mind in the hours that he chose
While the kids ran around wearing other people's clothes
There's a hole in Daddy's arm where all the money goes
Jesus Christ died for nothing
I suppose
Little pitchers have big ears
Don't stop to count the years
Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios hmm
Sam Stone was alone when he popped his last balloon
Climbing walls while sitting in a chair
Well he played his last request while the room smelled just like death
With an overdose hovering in the air
But life had lost its fun
There was nothing to be done
But trade his house that he bought on the G.I. Bill
For a flag draped casket on a local heroes' hill
There's a hole in Daddy's arm where all the money goes
Jesus Christ died for nothing
I suppose
Little pitchers have big ears
Don't stop to count the years
Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios hmm

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