Текст песни Jimmy Buffett - Stories We Could Tell
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By: john b. sebastian1974Talkin to myself againWonderin if this travellin is goodIs there somethin else a doinWed be doin if we couldChorus:But ah, the stories we could tellAnd if it all blows up and goes to hellI wish that we could sit upon a bed in some motelListen to the stories we could tellStared at that guitar in that museum in tennesseeNameplate on the glass brought back twenty melodiesScars upon the face told of all the times he fellSingin all the stories he could tellChorus:Ah, the stories he could tellAnd Ill bet you it still rings like a bellI wish that we could sit upon a bed in some motelAnd listen to the stories it could tellSo if youre on the road trackin down your every nightPlayin for a livin beneath brightly colored lightsAnd if you ever wonder why you ride the carouselYou do it for the stories you can tellAh, the stories we could tellAnd if it all blows up and goes to hellI wish that we could sit upon a bed in some motelJust listen to the stories we could tellCoda:Yes, I wish that we could sit upon a bed in some motelListen to the stories it could tell