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Intro
Talkin to myself again, wondrin if this travelin is good
Is there somethin better doin wed be doin if we could
Chorus
And oh the stories we could tell
And if this all blows up and goes to hell
I can still see us sittin on a bed in some motel
Listenin to the stories we could tell
Remember that guitar in a museum in Tennessee
And the nameplate on the glass brought back twenty melodies
And the scratches on the face told of all the times hed fell
Tellin every story he could tell
And oh the stories it could tell
And Ill bet you it still rings like a bell
And I wish that we could sit back on a bed in some motel
And listen to the stories it could tell
So if youre on the road trackin damn near every night
And youre singing for a living neath the brightly colored lights
And if you ever wonder why you ride this carousel
You did it for the stories you could tell
And oh the stories we could tell
And if this all blows up and goes to hell
I can still see us sitting on a bed in some motel
Listening to the stories we could tell
Yeah I can still see us sitting on a bed in some motel
Listening to the stories we could tell End on D