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  1. ”Sam Stone came home,
    To his wife and family
    After serving in the conflict overseas.
    And in the time that he had served,
    It had shattered all his nerves,
    And it left a little shrapnel in his knee.
    Oh, but the morphine eased the pain,
    And the grass grew round his brain,
    And it gave him all the comfort as 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 nothin’ I suppose.
    Little pitchers have big ears,
    But don’t you stop to count the years,
    Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios.

    Sam Stone’s welcome home
    Didn’t last too long.
    No he went to work after he spent his last dime
    And Sammy took to stealing
    When he get’ that empty feeling
    For a hundred dollar habit without overtime.
    And the cold rolled through his veins
    Like a thousand railroad trains,
    And it eased his mind in the hours that it shows,
    While his kids ran around wearin’ other peoples’ clothes…

    Sam Stone was alone
    When he broke his gas balloon
    Climbing walls while he sat there in a chair
    Well, he played his last request
    While the room stonk just like death
    With an overdose just hoverin’ in the air
    But life had lost it’s fun
    And there was nothing to be done
    But to trade his house that he bought on the GI-bill
    For what, a flag draped casket on a local heroes’ hill ”


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