Sam Stone
Swamp Dogg Lyrics


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Sam Stone came home
To his wife and family
After serving in the conflict overseas.
In the Times that he serve
It had shattered all his nerve
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 lack
For 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 nothing I suppose
Little pictures have big ears
But don't stop to count the years
Sweet songs never last to long on broken radios

Sam Stone's welcome home didn't last too long
He went to work when he spent his last dime
And then Sammy took to stealing
When he got that empty feeling
For a hundred dollar habit without overtime
And the cold r thru his veins
Like a thousand railroad trains
Eased his mind in the hours that he chose
While his kids ran around wearing other people's clothes.
There's a whole in daddy s arm where all the money goes
Jesus Christ died for nothing I suppose
Little pictures have big ears
But don't stop to count the years
Sweet songs never last to long on broken radios.

Sam Stone was alone when he popped his last balloon
Climbing walls while sit in a chair
But he played his last request
While the room smelled just like death
With an overdose hovering in the air.
But life had lost all its fun
And there's nothing to be done
But trade his house that he bought on a GI bill
For a Flag ship casket over at Motel Heroes'Hill
There's a hole in daddy's arm where all the money goes.
Jesus Christ died for nothing I suppose
Little pictures have big ears




But don't stop to count the years
Sweet songs never last to long on broken radios

Overall Meaning

Swamp Dogg’s song “Sam Stone” is a story of a soldier who returns home from serving in a war overseas. The lyrics describe how his experience shattered his nerves and left him wounded, physically and mentally with a hole in his arm and shrapnel in his knee. He relies on morphine to ease the pain and marijuana to gain confidence. The Purple Heart and monkey on his back symbolize the physical and psychological scars Sam Stone carries with him.


As Sam Stone tries to adjust to civilian life, his struggles begin to pile up. He spends his last dime at work and turns to stealing to maintain his hundred-dollar drug habit. The cold feeling of emptiness becomes a constant that only the high of the drugs can ease. His children suffer and must wear clothes that aren’t their own. The lyrics imply the pain of watching a father fail to make ends meet hurts more than the uncomfortable clothes.


In the end, Sam Stone’s drug addiction spirals out of control, leading him to die of an overdose while sitting in a chair with balloons floating around him. The song implies that Sam thinks his life has lost all its fun, and there’s nothing to be done except trade the house he bought on a GI bill for a flag ship casket.


This song tells a heartbreaking story of the consequences of serving and experiencing war, and the toll it takes on the families of those who return from combat. It reflects on the challenges faced by veterans returning to civilian life, struggling to reintegrate and cope with the psychological and physical effects of war.


Line by Line Meaning

Sam Stone came home
Sam Stone returned home from serving overseas


To his wife and family
He reunited with his spouse and children


After serving in the conflict overseas.
Sam had been in the military


In the times that he served
During his service


It had shattered all his nerve
The experience had left him emotionally traumatized


And left a little shrapnel in his knee
He sustained injuries while serving


But the morphine eased the pain
He relied on drugs to alleviate his discomfort


And the grass grew round his brain
He also used marijuana to cope


And gave him all the confidence he lacked
The drugs gave him a sense of self-assurance


For a Purple Heart and a monkey on his back
Despite his injuries and trauma, Sam was still burdened by addiction


There's a hole in daddy's arm where all the money goes
Sam spends all his money on drugs


Jesus Christ died for nothing I suppose
Sam has lost faith in religion or society's morality


Little pictures have big ears
Children are perceptive and can understand more than we think


But don't stop to count the years
Don't let the passage of time distract from the present moment


Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios
Joyful moments are fleeting, especially in difficult circumstances


Sam Stone's welcome home didn't last too long
His return home was short-lived


He went to work when he spent his last dime
Sam couldn't afford not to work


And then Sammy took to stealing
He turned to theft to support his drug habit


When he got that empty feeling
He stole to feel less sad or anxious


For a hundred dollar habit without overtime
His drug addiction was expensive and time-consuming


And the cold r thru his veins
The drugs made him feel cold or numb


Like a thousand railroad trains
The sensation was overwhelming


Eased his mind in the hours that he chose
Drugs were an escape from his problems, but only temporarily


While his kids ran around wearing other people's clothes.
His children had to wear secondhand clothes because he couldn't provide for them


Sam Stone was alone when he popped his last balloon
Sam died by overdose


Climbing walls while sit in a chair
The drugs made him feel restless or paranoid


But he played his last request
He listened to his favorite song before dying


While the room smelled just like death
The odor of death was all around him


With an overdose hovering in the air.
He knew he was risking death by taking drugs


But life had lost all its fun
His drug addiction had consumed him


And there's nothing to be done
His addiction had become too strong for him to overcome


But trade his house that he bought on a GI bill
He had to sell his home to pay for his addiction


For a Flag ship casket over at Motel Heroes'Hill
He had to settle for a cheap casket and burial plot




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Joseph Shepherd

I was a teenager in the 70's in Trinidad 🇹🇹 when Swamp Dogg came there for a concert and i remember this song like it was yesterday. Sad song for a Viet Nam Vet. I am 64 years old now and also a Vet!
I am blessed and have a lot of sympathy for the vets who were not that fortunate.
Swamp Dogg did this song justice!

Patrick Raeburn

I was there. I lived in Haleland Park near the Perseverance Club where he performed. He actually stayed at a neighbour's house and I was able to get his autograph.

Lokendra Annamunthodo

John Shepherd I'm also a Trini who was also at that concert. Good times eh? This is one of my alltime favorites. Now 67.

Joseph Shepherd

@Lokendra Annamunthodo
Great Times. I am now 64 years old (still a Trini To The Bone) and live in Washington D.C!

Patrick Raeburn

Those were the days, growing up in T&T, young, free and a bit foolish. I'm 63 now, live in London and look back with fond memories of those wonderful years spent in Trinidad.

Jeffers Grell

Didn’t somebody pelt him on stage with a coconut in the Trinidad concert?

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Brian Browne

"Climbing walls while sitting in a chair, well he played his last request while the room smelled just like death"... it's not just the incredibly powerful lyrics, but the passion, just the right tone and hurt that Swampdog is able to convey with his voice, that makes this cover almost like a movie...You can visualize all the scenes - Chilling! Definitely the best version! Thank God for both Prine and SwampDogg

J Dean

id love to known what made swamp dogg cover this. it might be one of the best covers in all of music and it sounds like nothing else in Swamp Doggs massive discography. He took what is a perfect lyric by Prine and kicked in to the freakin stratosphere

Tom Connolly

Probably because he knew that it (in my opinion) is one of the greatest songs ever written, full of truth, there's is a whole life encompassed in one song. Whatever Gods there may be ,may John Prine be blessed by them, a true gentleman.

termikesmike

Because he knew veterans ....

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