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By: John B. Sebastian 
1974 
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 
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 

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 
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 

Coda: 
Yes, I wish that we could sit upon a bed in some motel 
Listen to the stories it could tell

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