Lyrics Sam Stone (Remastered) - Live - Al Kooper

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
But the morphine eased the pain
And the grass grew round his brain
And it eased his mind in the hours that it shows
While his kids ran around wearing other peoples′ clothes
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
But don't you stop to count the years
Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios
Mmm
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 wearing other peoples' clothes
Sam Stone was alone when he broke his last 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 hovering in the air
But life had lost all it′s fun
And there was nothing to be done
But to trade his home that he bought on the GI bill
For what, a flag draped casket on a local heroes' hill
Sam Stone, ah
Sam Stone