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Version 1 Version 2 Version 3 Version 4[Verse 1] C Sam Stone came home, F To his wife and family G C After serving in the conflict overseas. C And the time that he served, F Had shattered all his nerves, G C And left a little shrapnel in his knee. F But the morphine eased the pain, [Pre-Chorus] And the grass grew round his brain, D7 G G7 And gave him all the confidence he lacked, D7 G G7 With a Purple Heart and a monkey on his back. [Chorus] C Dm F There's a hole in daddy's arm where all the money goes, G Jesus Christ died for nothin' I suppose. C Little pitchers have big ears, Am D Don't stop to count the years, G G7 Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios. Mmm.... [Verse 2] C Sam Stone's welcome home F Didn't last too long. G C He went to work when he'd spent his last dime C And Sammy took to stealing F When he got that empty feeling G C For a hundred dollar habit without overtime. F And the gold rolled through his veins [Pre-Chorus] Like a thousand railroad trains, D7 G G7 And eased his mind in the hours that he chose, D7 G G7 While the kids ran around wearin' other peoples' clothes... [Chorus] C Dm F There's a hole in daddy's arm where all the money goes, G Jesus Christ died for nothin' I suppose. C Little pitchers have big ears, Am D Don't stop to count the years, G G7 Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios. [Verse 3] C Sam Stone was alone F When he popped his last balloon G C Climbing walls while sitting in a chair C Well, he played his last request F While the room smelled just like death G C With an overdose hovering in the air F But life had lost its fun [Pre-Chorus] And there was nothing to be done D7 G G7 But trade his house that he bought on the G. I. Bill D7 G G7 For a flag draped casket on a local heroes' hill. [Chorus] C Dm F There's a hole in daddy's arm where all the money goes, G Jesus Christ died for nothin' I suppose. C Little pitchers have big ears, Am D Don't stop to count the years, G G7 Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios. C