Sam Stone-Al Kooper

歌手 : Al Kooper

专辑 : Al's Big Deal/Unclaimed Freight

语种 : 英语

时长 : 04:40

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TXT Sam Stone-Al Kooper 文本歌词

Sam Stone - Al Kooper (Al Kooper)

Sam Stone came home to his wife and family

After serving in the conflict overseas

Now 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 gave him all the confidence 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

Now little pitchers have big ears

But don't just 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 spread his last dime

And then 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 he chose

While the kids ran around

Wearin' other peoples' clothes

There's a hole in daddy's arm

Where all the money goes

Jesus christ died for nothin' I suppose

Now little pitchers have big ears

But don't just stop to count the years

Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios

Sam stone was alone

When he popped his last balloon

Climbing walls while sit there in a chair

He played his last request

While the room stormed just like death

With an overdose just hovering in the air

But life had lost dollar it's fun

And now there's nothing to be done

But to trade his home that he bought on the g I bill

For what

A flag draped casket on some local heroes' hill

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 just stop to count the years

Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios

Sam stone