Talkin' to myself again wonderin' if this traveling is good Is they're something else a doin' We'd be doin' if we could
All the stories we could tell If it all blows up and goes to hell I wish that we could sit upon the bed in some hotel And listen to the stories we could tell
Stared at that guitar in that museum in Tennessee Name plate on the glass brought back twenty melodies Scars upon the face told about all the times he fell Singin' all the stories he could tell
All the stories he could tell And I bet you it still rings like a bell I wish that we could sit upon the bed in some hotel And listen to all the stories it could tell
If your on the road trackin' down your every night Playin' for a livin' beneath the brightly colored lights If you ever wonder why you ride the carrousel You do it for the stories you can tell
All the stories we could tell And if it all blows up and goes to hell I wish that we could sit upon the bed in some hotel Just listen to the stories we could Yes I wish that we could sit upon a bed in some hotel And listen to the stories it could tellTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
