[04:16.00]作词 : Prine
[04:16.00]Lyrics:John Prine Music:John Prine
[04:16.00]Sam stone came home,
[04:16.00]To his wife and family
[04:16.00]After serving in the conflict overseas.
[04:16.00]And the time that he served,
[04:16.00]Had shattered all his nerves,
[04:16.00]And left a little shrapnel in his knee.
[04:16.00]But the **** eased the pain,
[04:16.00]And the grass grew round his brain,
[04:16.00]And gave him all the confidence he lacked,
[04:16.00]With a purple heart and a monkey on his back.
[04:16.00]There's a hole in daddy's arm where all the money goes,
[04:16.00]Jesus christ died for nothin' i suppose.
[04:16.00]Little pitchers have big ears,
[04:16.00]Don't stop to count the years,
[04:16.00]Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios.
[04:16.00]Mmm....
[04:16.00]Sam stone's welcome home
[04:16.00]Didn't last too long.
[04:16.00]He went to work when he'd spent his last dime
[04:16.00]And sammy took to stealing
[04:16.00]When he got that empty feeling
[04:16.00]For a hundred dollar habit without overtime.
[04:16.00]And the gold rolled through his veins
[04:16.00]Like a thousand railroad trains,
[04:16.00]And eased his mind in the hours that he chose,
[04:16.00]While the kids ran around wearin' other peoples' clothes...
[04:16.00]Repeat chorus:
[04:16.00]Sam stone was alone
[04:16.00]When he popped his last balloon
[04:16.00]Climbing walls while sitting in a chair
[04:16.00]Well, he played his last request
[04:16.00]While the room smelled just like death
[04:16.00]With an overdose hovering in the air
[04:16.00]But life had lost its fun
[04:16.00]And there was nothing to be done
[04:16.00]But trade his house that he bought on the g, i. bill
[04:16.00]For a flag draped casket on a local heroes' hill
[04:16.00]Repeat chorus