Chords for John Prine - Sam Stone
Tempo:
62.2 bpm
Chords used:
C
F
Bb
G
Dm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Bbm] About a month and a half ago, my buddy Al Bonetta and me was in Washington, D.C.
And [C] Al had his video camera with him.
And we decided to play tourist because we had a day off after [F] the show.
So we went to see a couple of things like the Lincoln Memorial and a hot dog stand and Kennedy's grave.
And we went over to the Vietnam Veterans Memorial.
I'd never been there before.
I'd seen pictures of it.
So I looked up, both Al and me, looked up guys in the telephone book there.
That's what it looks like.
They got these little phone books around you.
You look up the person's name you want to see.
It tells you which part of the wall to go to.
So we looked up our friends in there and went and found their names on the wall.
And when you stand there looking at their names, it's black marble and you can see reflection in the wall.
So if you ever get the chance to go there, I suggest you go to the place.
It's a pretty fitting memorial.
Sam Stone went home [Bb] to his wife and family [Fm] after [C] serving in the conflict [F] overseas.
And the time that he'd served [Bb] had shattered all his nerves [C] and left a little shrapnel in [Bb] his name.
[F] [Bb] But the morphine eased the pain and the grass grew around his brain [G] and gave him all the confidence [C] he'd lacked.
With [G] a purple heart and a monkey on [C] his back, [F] there's a hole in daddy's arm [G] where [Gm] all the money goes.
[Bb] And Jesus Christ died for [C] none, I suppose.
[F] Little pictures have big ears, don't [Dm] stop to count the years.
[G] Sweet songs never last too [C] long on broken radios.
[G]
[Bb] [C] [F] Sam Stone's walk home [Bb] didn't last too long.
[C] He went to work when he'd [F] spent his last dime.
And Sammy took to stealing [Bb] when he got that empty feeling.
[Cm] For a hundred dollar habit without overtime.
[Bb]
And the gold rolled through his veins like a thousand railroad trains.
[G] And he's just mad in the hours that he chose.
[C] [G] While the kids ran around wearing other [C] people's clothes.
[F] There's a hole in daddy's arm [G] where all the [Gm] money goes.
[Bb] And Jesus Christ died for none, [C] I suppose.
[F] Little pictures have big ears, don't [Dm] stop to count the years.
[G] Sweet songs never last too [C] long on broken radios.
[F]
[Bb] [C] [F] Sam Stone was alone [Bb] when he popped his last balloon.
[C] Climbing walls while sitting in [F] a chair.
Well, he played his last request [Bb] while the room smelled just like death.
And he was in with [C] an overdose hurrying in the [Bbm] air.
[F] [Bb] But life had lost its fun and there was nothing to be done.
[G] Betrayed his house that he'd bought on [C] the GI Bill.
For [G] a flag-draped casket on a local [C] hero's hill.
[F] There's a hole in daddy's arm where [G] all the money goes.
And [Bb] Jesus Christ died [C] for none, I suppose.
Little [F] pictures have big ears, [D] don't stop to count the [Dm] years.
Sweet [G] songs never last [C] too long on broken [G] radios.
[F]
[Bb] [F] [N]
And [C] Al had his video camera with him.
And we decided to play tourist because we had a day off after [F] the show.
So we went to see a couple of things like the Lincoln Memorial and a hot dog stand and Kennedy's grave.
And we went over to the Vietnam Veterans Memorial.
I'd never been there before.
I'd seen pictures of it.
So I looked up, both Al and me, looked up guys in the telephone book there.
That's what it looks like.
They got these little phone books around you.
You look up the person's name you want to see.
It tells you which part of the wall to go to.
So we looked up our friends in there and went and found their names on the wall.
And when you stand there looking at their names, it's black marble and you can see reflection in the wall.
So if you ever get the chance to go there, I suggest you go to the place.
It's a pretty fitting memorial.
Sam Stone went home [Bb] to his wife and family [Fm] after [C] serving in the conflict [F] overseas.
And the time that he'd served [Bb] had shattered all his nerves [C] and left a little shrapnel in [Bb] his name.
[F] [Bb] But the morphine eased the pain and the grass grew around his brain [G] and gave him all the confidence [C] he'd lacked.
With [G] a purple heart and a monkey on [C] his back, [F] there's a hole in daddy's arm [G] where [Gm] all the money goes.
[Bb] And Jesus Christ died for [C] none, I suppose.
[F] Little pictures have big ears, don't [Dm] stop to count the years.
[G] Sweet songs never last too [C] long on broken radios.
[G]
[Bb] [C] [F] Sam Stone's walk home [Bb] didn't last too long.
[C] He went to work when he'd [F] spent his last dime.
And Sammy took to stealing [Bb] when he got that empty feeling.
[Cm] For a hundred dollar habit without overtime.
[Bb]
And the gold rolled through his veins like a thousand railroad trains.
[G] And he's just mad in the hours that he chose.
[C] [G] While the kids ran around wearing other [C] people's clothes.
[F] There's a hole in daddy's arm [G] where all the [Gm] money goes.
[Bb] And Jesus Christ died for none, [C] I suppose.
[F] Little pictures have big ears, don't [Dm] stop to count the years.
[G] Sweet songs never last too [C] long on broken radios.
[F]
[Bb] [C] [F] Sam Stone was alone [Bb] when he popped his last balloon.
[C] Climbing walls while sitting in [F] a chair.
Well, he played his last request [Bb] while the room smelled just like death.
And he was in with [C] an overdose hurrying in the [Bbm] air.
[F] [Bb] But life had lost its fun and there was nothing to be done.
[G] Betrayed his house that he'd bought on [C] the GI Bill.
For [G] a flag-draped casket on a local [C] hero's hill.
[F] There's a hole in daddy's arm where [G] all the money goes.
And [Bb] Jesus Christ died [C] for none, I suppose.
Little [F] pictures have big ears, [D] don't stop to count the [Dm] years.
Sweet [G] songs never last [C] too long on broken [G] radios.
[F]
[Bb] [F] [N]
Key:
C
F
Bb
G
Dm
C
F
Bb
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Bbm] About a month and a half ago, my buddy Al Bonetta and me was in Washington, D.C.
And [C] Al had his video camera with him.
And we decided to play tourist because we had a day off after [F] the show.
So we went to see a couple of things like the Lincoln Memorial and a hot dog stand and Kennedy's grave.
And we went over to the Vietnam Veterans Memorial.
I'd never been there before.
I'd seen pictures of it.
So I looked up, both Al and me, looked up guys in the telephone book there.
That's what it looks like.
They got these little phone books around you.
You look up the person's name you want to see.
It tells you which part of the wall to go to.
So we looked up our friends in there and went and found their names on the wall.
And when you stand there looking at their names, it's black marble and you can see reflection in the wall.
So if you ever get the chance to go there, I suggest you go to the place.
It's a pretty fitting memorial. _
Sam Stone went home [Bb] to his wife and family [Fm] after [C] serving in the conflict [F] overseas.
_ And the time that he'd served [Bb] had shattered all his nerves [C] and left a little shrapnel in [Bb] his name. _
[F] [Bb] But the morphine eased the pain and the grass grew around his brain [G] and gave him all the confidence [C] he'd lacked.
With [G] a purple heart and a monkey on [C] his back, _ [F] there's a hole in daddy's arm [G] where [Gm] all the money goes.
_ [Bb] And Jesus Christ died for [C] none, I suppose.
[F] Little pictures have big ears, don't [Dm] stop to count the years.
[G] Sweet songs never last too [C] long on broken radios.
[G] _ _
[Bb] _ _ [C] _ _ [F] _ _ Sam Stone's walk home [Bb] didn't last too long.
_ [C] He went to work when he'd [F] spent his last dime.
_ And Sammy took to stealing [Bb] when he got that empty feeling.
[Cm] For a hundred dollar habit without overtime.
[Bb] _
And the gold rolled through his veins like a thousand railroad trains.
[G] And he's just mad in the hours that he chose.
[C] _ [G] While the kids ran around wearing other [C] people's clothes.
_ [F] There's a hole in daddy's arm [G] where all the [Gm] money goes.
_ [Bb] And Jesus Christ died for none, [C] I suppose.
[F] Little pictures have big ears, don't [Dm] stop to count the years.
[G] Sweet songs never last too [C] long on broken radios.
[F] _ _
[Bb] _ _ [C] _ _ [F] _ _ Sam Stone was alone [Bb] when he popped his last balloon.
[C] Climbing walls while sitting in [F] a chair.
_ Well, he played his last request [Bb] while the room smelled just like death.
And he was in with [C] an overdose hurrying in the [Bbm] air. _
[F] [Bb] But life had lost its fun and there was nothing to be done.
[G] Betrayed his house that he'd bought on [C] the GI Bill.
For [G] a flag-draped casket on a local [C] hero's hill.
_ [F] There's a hole in daddy's arm where [G] all the money goes.
And [Bb] Jesus Christ died [C] for none, I suppose.
Little [F] pictures have big ears, [D] don't stop to count the [Dm] years.
Sweet [G] songs never last [C] too long on broken [G] radios.
[F] _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ [N] _
[Bbm] About a month and a half ago, my buddy Al Bonetta and me was in Washington, D.C.
And [C] Al had his video camera with him.
And we decided to play tourist because we had a day off after [F] the show.
So we went to see a couple of things like the Lincoln Memorial and a hot dog stand and Kennedy's grave.
And we went over to the Vietnam Veterans Memorial.
I'd never been there before.
I'd seen pictures of it.
So I looked up, both Al and me, looked up guys in the telephone book there.
That's what it looks like.
They got these little phone books around you.
You look up the person's name you want to see.
It tells you which part of the wall to go to.
So we looked up our friends in there and went and found their names on the wall.
And when you stand there looking at their names, it's black marble and you can see reflection in the wall.
So if you ever get the chance to go there, I suggest you go to the place.
It's a pretty fitting memorial. _
Sam Stone went home [Bb] to his wife and family [Fm] after [C] serving in the conflict [F] overseas.
_ And the time that he'd served [Bb] had shattered all his nerves [C] and left a little shrapnel in [Bb] his name. _
[F] [Bb] But the morphine eased the pain and the grass grew around his brain [G] and gave him all the confidence [C] he'd lacked.
With [G] a purple heart and a monkey on [C] his back, _ [F] there's a hole in daddy's arm [G] where [Gm] all the money goes.
_ [Bb] And Jesus Christ died for [C] none, I suppose.
[F] Little pictures have big ears, don't [Dm] stop to count the years.
[G] Sweet songs never last too [C] long on broken radios.
[G] _ _
[Bb] _ _ [C] _ _ [F] _ _ Sam Stone's walk home [Bb] didn't last too long.
_ [C] He went to work when he'd [F] spent his last dime.
_ And Sammy took to stealing [Bb] when he got that empty feeling.
[Cm] For a hundred dollar habit without overtime.
[Bb] _
And the gold rolled through his veins like a thousand railroad trains.
[G] And he's just mad in the hours that he chose.
[C] _ [G] While the kids ran around wearing other [C] people's clothes.
_ [F] There's a hole in daddy's arm [G] where all the [Gm] money goes.
_ [Bb] And Jesus Christ died for none, [C] I suppose.
[F] Little pictures have big ears, don't [Dm] stop to count the years.
[G] Sweet songs never last too [C] long on broken radios.
[F] _ _
[Bb] _ _ [C] _ _ [F] _ _ Sam Stone was alone [Bb] when he popped his last balloon.
[C] Climbing walls while sitting in [F] a chair.
_ Well, he played his last request [Bb] while the room smelled just like death.
And he was in with [C] an overdose hurrying in the [Bbm] air. _
[F] [Bb] But life had lost its fun and there was nothing to be done.
[G] Betrayed his house that he'd bought on [C] the GI Bill.
For [G] a flag-draped casket on a local [C] hero's hill.
_ [F] There's a hole in daddy's arm where [G] all the money goes.
And [Bb] Jesus Christ died [C] for none, I suppose.
Little [F] pictures have big ears, [D] don't stop to count the [Dm] years.
Sweet [G] songs never last [C] too long on broken [G] radios.
[F] _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ [N] _