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Sam Stone

Sam Stone

Sam Stone came home Sam Stone came home Sam Stone voltou para casa To his wife and family To his wife and family Para sua esposa e sua família After serving in the conflict overseas After serving in the conflict overseas Depois de ter servido em conflitos no exterior And the time that he served And the time that he served E no tempo em que ele serviu Had shattered all his nerves Had shattered all his nerves Teve seus nervos despedaçados And left a little shrapnel in his knee And left a little shrapnel in his knee E ficou um pouco de estilhaços em seu joelho But the morphine eased the pain But the morphine eased the pain Mas a morfina aliviou a dor And the grass grew round his brain And the grass grew round his brain E a grama cresceu ao redor de sua cabeça And gave him all the confidence he lacked And gave him all the confidence he lacked E lhe deu toda a confiança que estava faltando With a Purple Heart and a monkey on his back With a Purple Heart and a monkey on his back Com um Coração Roxo e um macaco nas costas There's a hole in daddy's arm where all the money goes There's a hole in daddy's arm where all the money goes Há um buraco no braço do papai pra onde todo o dinheiro vai Jesus Christ died for nothin' I suppose Jesus Christ died for nothin' I suppose Jesus Cristo morreu por nada, eu suponho Little pitchers have big ears Little pitchers have big ears As crianças pequenas têm grandes orelhas Don't stop to count the years Don't stop to count the years Não param pra contar os anos Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios Doces canções não duram muito em rádios quebrados Mmm Mmm Mmm Sam Stone's welcome home Sam Stone's welcome home Bem vindo a casa de Sam Stone Didn't last too long Didn't last too long Não durou muito tempo He went to work when he'd spent his last dime He went to work when he'd spent his last dime Ele teve que trabalhar quando gastou seu último centavo And Sammy took to stealing And Sammy took to stealing E Sammy começou a roubar When he got that empty feeling When he got that empty feeling Quando sentiu aquele vazio For a hundred dollar habit without overtime For a hundred dollar habit without overtime Pelo costume de cem dólares sem precisar de hora extra And the gold rolled through his veins And the gold rolled through his veins E o ouro percorreu através de suas veias Like a thousand railroad trains Like a thousand railroad trains Como mil trens numa ferrovia And eased his mind in the hours that he chose And eased his mind in the hours that he chose E sua mente ficava mais fácil nas horas que ele escolhia While the kids ran around wearin' other people's clothes While the kids ran around wearin' other people's clothes Enquanto as crianças corriam ao redor vestindo roupas de outras pessoas There's a hole in daddy's arm where all the money goes There's a hole in daddy's arm where all the money goes Há um buraco no braço do papai pra onde todo o dinheiro vai Jesus Christ died for nothin' I suppose Jesus Christ died for nothin' I suppose Jesus Cristo morreu por nada, eu suponho Little pitchers have big ears Little pitchers have big ears As crianças pequenas têm grandes orelhas Don't stop to count the years Don't stop to count the years Não param pra contar os anos Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios Doces canções não duram muito em rádios quebrados Mmm Mmm Mmm Sam Stone was alone Sam Stone was alone Sam Stone estava sozinho When he popped his last balloon When he popped his last balloon Quando estourou seu último balão Climbing walls while sitting in a chair Climbing walls while sitting in a chair Pulando muros enquanto sentava numa cadeira Well, he played his last request Well, he played his last request Bem, ele fez seu último pedido While the room smelled just like death While the room smelled just like death Enquanto seu quarto cheirava a morte With an overdose hovering in the air With an overdose hovering in the air Com uma overdose pairando no ar But life had lost it's fun But life had lost it's fun Mas sua vida tinha perdido a graça And there was nothing to be done And there was nothing to be done E não havia nada que pudesse ser feito But trade his house that he bought on the G.I. bill But trade his house that he bought on the G.I. bill A não ser trocar a casa que tinha comprado por causa da Lei G. I For a flag draped casket on a local heroes' hill For a flag draped casket on a local heroes' hill Por uma bandeira estendida por cima do caixão na colina dos heróis There's a hole in daddy's arm where all the money goes There's a hole in daddy's arm where all the money goes Há um buraco no braço do papai pra onde todo o dinheiro vai Jesus Christ died for nothin' I suppose Jesus Christ died for nothin' I suppose Jesus Cristo morreu por nada, eu suponho Little pitchers have big ears Little pitchers have big ears As crianças pequenas têm grandes orelhas Don't stop to count the years Don't stop to count the years Não param pra contar os anos Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios Doces canções não duram muito em rádios quebrados Mmm Mmm Mmm

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