Luyện nghe bài hát The Sad Story Of Sam Stone

Sam
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Sam Stone home,
To his wife and
After serving in the overseas.
And the that he served,
Had all his nerves,
And left a shrapnel in his knee.
But the morphine the pain,
And the grew round his brain,
And gave him all the he lacked,
With a Purple and a monkey on his back.

There's a hole in daddy's arm where all the goes,
Jesus died for nothin' I suppose.
pitchers have big ears,
Don't stop to the years,
Sweet songs last too long on broken radios.
Mmm....

Sam Stone's home
Didn't too long.
He went to work when he'd his last dime
And Sammy to stealing
he got that empty feeling
For a hundred dollar without overtime.
And the gold through his veins
a thousand railroad trains,
And eased his in the hours that he chose,
While the ran around wearin' other peoples' clothes...

Chorus:

Sam was alone
he popped his last balloon
Climbing walls while in a chair
Well, he his last request
While the room smelled like death
With an overdose in the air
But life had its fun
And there was nothing to be
But trade his house he bought on the G. I. Bill
For a flag draped casket on a local hill.