john prine sam stone
In onze serie kippenvelliedjes deze keer Sam Stone van John Prine.
Het is het verhaal van een Vietnamveteraan die gebroken terugkeert, met een verslaving. De tekst spreekt verder voor zich, denk ik.
 

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Sam Stone
(John Prine)
 
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 hs 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
Chorus:
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
 
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 vains
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

Chorus

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 it's fun
And there was nothing to be done
But trade his house that he bought on the 
GI Bill
For a flag draped casket on a local heroes hill
 
Chorus

 

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