STORIES WE COULD TELL
By: John B. Sebastian, 1974
Intro:
Talkin to myself again
Wonderin if this travellin is good
Is there somethin else a doin
We d be doin if we could
Chorus:
But ah, the stories we could tell
And if it all blows up and goes to Hell
rundown bass into
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
rundown bass into
Scars upon the face told of all the times he fell
Singin all the stories he could tell
Chorus:
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
So if you re on the road trackin down your every night
Playin for a livin beneath brightly colored lights
rundown bass into
And if you ever wonder why you ride the carousel
You do it for the stories you can tell
Chorus:
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
I wish that we could sit upon a bed in some motel
And listen to the stories we could tell
