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Sam Stone came home,
To his wife and family
After serving in the conflict overseas.
And the time that he served,
Had shattered all his nerves,
And left a little shrapnel in his knee.
But the morphine eased the pain,
And the grass grew round his brain,
And gave him all the confidence he lacked,
With a Purple Heart and a monkey on his back.
Chorus:
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,
Don't 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.
He went to work when he'd spent his last dime
And Sammy took to stealing
When he got that empty feeling
For a hundred dollar habit without overtime.
And the gold rolled through his veins
Like a thousand railroad trains,
And eased his mind in the hours that he chose,
While the kids ran around wearin' other peoples' clothes...
Repeat Chorus:
Sam Stone was alone
When he popped his last balloon
Climbing walls while sitting in a chair
Well, he played his last request
While the room smelled just like death
With an overdose hovering in the air
But life had lost its fun
And there was nothing to be done
But trade his house that he bought on the G, I. Bill
For a flag draped casket on a local heroes' hill
Repeat Chorus
To his wife and family
After serving in the conflict overseas.
And the time that he served,
Had shattered all his nerves,
And left a little shrapnel in his knee.
But the morphine eased the pain,
And the grass grew round his brain,
And 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.
Little pitchers have big ears,
Don't stop to count the years,
Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios.
Mmm....
Didn't last too long.
He went to work when he'd spent his last dime
And Sammy took to stealing
When he got that empty feeling
For a hundred dollar habit without overtime.
And the gold rolled through his veins
Like a thousand railroad trains,
And eased his mind in the hours that he chose,
While the kids ran around wearin' other peoples' clothes...
When he popped his last balloon
Climbing walls while sitting in a chair
Well, he played his last request
While the room smelled just like death
With an overdose hovering in the air
But life had lost its fun
And there was nothing to be done
But trade his house that he bought on the G, I. Bill
For a flag draped casket on a local heroes' hill
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This is the first Prine song I ever heard and I didn't know anything about him, or the name of the song, for the longest time. Years later I finally located the song and bought my first Prine album and he has turned out to be one of my all-time favorite songwriters.
In reference to the discussion of the "little pitchers" line, this phrase has been in use for at least 100 years in American vernacular. Basically it means adults must be careful about what they say within the hearing of children because they understand way more than we give them credit for. The saying refers to the large handles (ears) sometimes attached to small vessels.
Great song. Obvious and sad meaning.
John Prine is definitely underrated. He has a talent to put obvious meanings in such poetic form. My favorite line is "Sweet Songs never last too long on broken radios." Does anyone know what "little pitchers have big ears" would mean?
it's an idiom. 'Little pitchers have big ears' means that children hear more and understand the world around them better than many adults realize.
it's an idiom. 'Little pitchers have big ears' means that children hear more and understand the world around them better than many adults realize.
@southernanthem "Little pitchers have big ears, don't stop to count the years, sweet songs never last to long on broken radios" I see this as meaning that children hear, see and understand more than we may give them credit for, regardless of their age(years). Although there may be "sweet" moments in a broken home, like a broken radio, the sweet song(s) don't last long
@southernanthem "Little pitchers have big ears, don't stop to count the years, sweet songs never last to long on broken radios" I see this as meaning that children hear, see and understand more than we may give them credit for, regardless of their age(years). Although there may be "sweet" moments in a broken home, like a broken radio, the sweet song(s) don't last long
My wild guess is "Sweet Songs never last too long on broken radios." meant life is shorter to those who abuse their bodies with hard dope.
From the point of view from those around Sam Stone....."Sweet Songs never last too long on broken radios". for me I hear that and I think of the children in the house....whenever something breaks in the house there is never any extra money to get it fixed or replaced......which adds to the saddness....
From the point of view from those around Sam Stone....."Sweet Songs never last too long on broken radios". for me I hear that and I think of the children in the house....whenever something breaks in the house there is never any extra money to get it fixed or replaced......which adds to the saddness....
@dcat I thought it meant: a sweet, happy, life, does not last for a broken person. After Vietnam, Sam was a broken man, he had no chance of an enduring happy life.
@dcat I thought it meant: a sweet, happy, life, does not last for a broken person. After Vietnam, Sam was a broken man, he had no chance of an enduring happy life.
My dad's explaination on "little pitchers have big ears" is a reference, one, to how children say the word 'pictures', two, "little pitchers" in reference to a picture of children, three, little kids with big ears. Prine is amazing. My dad is a HUGE John Prine fan.
The line refers to children hearing things they probably shouldn't.
The line refers to children hearing things they probably shouldn't.
very sad that an injured soldier returned home and brought all that he had endured with him,leading him down a bad road with drugs.After awhile it consumed his everyday life and he thought nothing of his family but only his own pain."little pitchers have big ears"refers to his children taking all that went on in their home in and him not realizing that they knew or understood,that is what i get out of this song.
yeah, this song's about drugs.....no doubt about it.
@cclover_98 More about the root cause of his addiction which was the inability to deal with life after experiencing the horrors of war.
@cclover_98 More about the root cause of his addiction which was the inability to deal with life after experiencing the horrors of war.
The first time I heard this song I was very young, my dad liked it too, and now I'm really into it. I'm doing a homework assignment on it and I have to analyze the lyrics, and the only lyrics I can't undertand is; "Climbing walls while sitting in a chair" and; "Well, he played his last request While the room smelled just like death" Can anyone help??????
@Homicide The insanity which his life had become was too much for him to bear so he committed suicide by overdosing.
@Homicide The insanity which his life had become was too much for him to bear so he committed suicide by overdosing.
It means war sucks, that kids suffer when their parents do, and that rarely can someone make it sound beautiful.
Homicide: "climbing walls..." -> Heroin high resulting in an overdose. cclover 98: You're right as well. kckid: Thanks for clearing up the "little pitchers" thing.
I'm wondering where he came up with the name "Sam Stone".
"Climbing walls while sitting in a chair" refers to a person on an excessive high or alternately, going through withdrawals.
"Played his last request while the room smelled just like death" - his last high, the final overdose. Also, hardcore junkies will often cease bathing because when their pores are clogged with dirt, grime and whatever else, they stay high longer. I guess after a while, that would smell like death.