John Prine (born October 10, 1946 in Maywood, Illinois-died April 7, 2020 in Nashville, Tennessee) was an American country/folk singer-songwriter who has achieved widespread critical (and some commercial) success since the early 1970s.
The son of William Prine and Verna Hamm, his grandfather had played guitar with Merle Travis and he started playing guitar himself at 14 years old. He was a postman for 5 years and spent a couple of years in the army before starting his musical career in the Chicago area.
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John Prine uses the Travis Picking technique for this song, using his thumb (with a thumb pick) to play alternating bass notes. He tends to alternate between the 5th and 3rd strings for the C chords, and between the 6th and 4th strings for the F and G chords. On the D7 and Dm chords his thumb plays the 4th and 3rd strings.
In the tab below, notes outside parentheses indicate chords. Notes inside parentheses indicate individual notes for the bass runs which add to the song's character.
Prine doesn’t play the 1st string when he’s picking the F chord but to my ear the Fmaj7 sounds better than F if you’re strumming.
Please let me know if you spot any errors and I will correct them.
CC Sam Stone came home FF To his wife and family GG ( AB ) CFC After serving in the conflict o-verseas CC And the time that he served FF Had shattered all his nerves GG ( AB ) CFC And left a little shrapnel in his knee FF But the morphine eased the pain FF And the grass grew round his brain D7D7 ( EF# ) GG7 And gave him all the confidence he lacked D7D7 ( EF# ) GG7 With a Purple Heart and a monkey on his back
( AB ) C/GC/GDmDm There's a hole in daddy's arm where all the money goes FFGG Jesus Christ died for nothing I suppose C/GC/G Little pitchers have big ears AmAm Don't stop to count the years D7D7GG7 Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios ( GAB ) CC Hmm hmm hmm
CC Sam Stone's welcome home FF Didn't last too long GG ( AB ) CC He went to work when he'd spent his last dime CC And Sammy took to stealing FF When he got that empty feeling GFGCFC For a hundred dollar habit without overtime FF And the gold rolled through his veins FF Like a thousand railroad trains D7 ( EF# ) GG7 And eased his mind in the hours that he chose D7D7 ( EF# ) GG7 While the kids ran around wearing other peoples' clothes
( AB ) C/GC/GDmDm There's a hole in daddy's arm where all the money goes FFGG Jesus Christ died for nothing I suppose C/GC/G Little pitchers have big ears AmAm Don't stop to count the years D7D7GG7 Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios ( GAB ) CC Hmm hmm hmm
CC Sam Stone was alone FF When he popped his last balloon GG ( AB ) C Climbing walls while sitting in a chair CC Well he played his last request FF While the room smelled just like death G ( AB ) CFC With an overdose hovering in the air FF But life had lost its fun FF And there was nothing to be done D7D7 ( EF# ) GG7 But trade his house that he bought on the G. I. Bill D7D7 ( EF# ) GG7 For a flag draped casket on a local heroes' hill
( AB ) C/GC/GDmDm There's a hole in daddy's arm where all the money goes FFGG Jesus Christ died for nothing I suppose C/GC/G Little pitchers have big ears AmAm Don't stop to count the years D7D7GG7 Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios ( GAB ) CC ( GAB ) C Hmm hmm hmm