john sebastian
stories we could tell
Talkin' to myself again  Wondering if this travelin' is good  Is there something better we'd be doing if we could  And oh the stories we could tell  And if this all blows up and goes to hell  I can still see us sittin' on the 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 he fell  Singin' every story he could tell  And oh the stories it could tell  And I bet you it still rings like a bell  And I wish we could sit back on the bed in some motel  And listen to the stories we could tell   So if you're on the road tracking down here every night  And you're singin' for a livin' '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 sittin' on the bed in some motel  Listenin' to the stories we could tell  I can still see us sittin' on the bed in some motel  Listenin' to the stories we could tell