Chord Sam Stone by John Paul White

Chord Sam Stone John Paul White Lirik - Simak panduan bermain gitar lagu ini dengan kunci yang paling sederhana. CHORD Capo: 4th fret Verse 1 C Sam Stone came home, F to his wife and family, G C after serving in the conflict overseas. And the time that he served, Fmaj7 had shattered all his nerves, G C and left a little shrapnel in his knee. Fmaj7 But the morphine eased the pain, Fmaj7 and the grass grew round his brain, D7 G C/G G and gave him all the confidence he lacked; D7 G C/G G with a Purple Heart and a monkey on his back. Chorus C Dm There's a hole in daddy's arm where all the money goes, Fmaj7 G G and Jesus Christ died for nothin' I suppose. C Little pitchers have big ears, Am don't stop to count the years, D7 G G C G sweet songs never last too long on broken radios. Mmm.... Verse 2 C Sam Stone's welcome home, Fmaj7 didn't last too long, G C he went to work when he'd spent his last dime C And Sammy took to stealing, Fmaj7 when he got that empty feeling, G C for a hundred dollar habit without overtime. Fmaj7 And the gold ran through his veins, Fmaj7 like a thousand railroad trains, D7 G C/G G and eased his mind in the hours that he chose; D7 G C/G G while the kids ran around wearin' other peoples' clothes... Chorus C Dm There's a hole in daddy's arm where all the money goes, Fmaj7 G G and Jesus Christ died for nothin' I suppose. C Little pitchers have big ears, Am don't stop to count the years, D7 G G C G sweet songs never last too long on broken radios. Mmm.... Verse 3 C Sam Stone was alone, Fmaj7 when he popped his last balloon, G C climbing walls while sitting in a chair C Well, he played his last request, Fmaj7 while the room smelled just like death, G C with an overdose hovering in the air Fmaj7 Although life had lost its fun, Fmaj7 and there was nothing to be done, D7 G C/G G but trade his house that he bought on the G, I. Bill; D7 G C/G G for a flag-draped casket on a local heroes' hill Chorus C Dm There's a hole in daddy's arm where all the money goes, Fmaj7 G G and Jesus Christ died for nothin' I suppose. C Little pitchers have big ears, Am don't stop to count the years, D7 G G C sweet songs never last too long on broken radios. Mmm....