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Talkin' to myself again
Wonderin' if this travelin' is good
Is there somethin' else a' doin'
We'd be doin' if we could
But ah, the stories we could tell
And if it all blows up and goes to hell
I wish that we could sit upon a bed in some motel
Listen to the stories we could tell
Stared at that guitar in that museum in Tennessee
Nameplate on the glass brought back twenty melodies
Scars upon the face told of all the times he fell
Singin' all the stories he could tell
Ah, the stories he could tell
And I'll bet you, it still rings like a bell
I wish that we could sit upon a bed in some motel
And listen to the stories it could tell
If you're on the road trackin' down your every night
Playin' for a livin' beneath the brightly colored lights
And if you ever wonder why you ride the carousel
You do it for the stories you can tell
Ah, the stories we could tell
And if it all blows up and goes to hell
I wish that we could sit upon a bed in some motel
Just listen to the stories we could tell
Yes, I wish that we could sit upon a bed in some motel
Listen to the stories it could tell
- Album:
- Tis The SeaSon
- Songs From St. Somewhere
- Welcome to Fin City
- Buffet Hotel
- Miscellaneous
- License to Chill
- Boats, Beaches, Bars & Ballads
- 5 Classic Albums
- Feeding Frenzy (Live)
- 2 x Live at the Record Plant - Feb 19 & Oct 24 1974...
- The Ever Elusive Future
- The Ever Elusive Future - Single
- One Particular Harbour
- One Particular Harbor
- Somewhere Over China
- Welcome to Fin City Live From Las Vegas 2011
- Meet Me in Margaritaville: The Ultimate Collection
- Encores
- Before the Beach
- Buffett Live - Tuesdays, Thursdays, Saturdays