Текст песни Stories We Could Tell

Talkin' to myself again An’ wonderin' if this travellin' is good Is there somethin' else a' doin' We'd be doin' if we could And ah, the stories we can tell And if it all blows up and goes to Hell I can still see us sitting on a bed in some motel Listening to the stories we can tell Remember that guitar in a museum in Tennessee The nameplate on the glass brought back twenty melodies An’ the scratches on the face told of all the times he’d fell Singin' every story he could tell And ah, the stories he could tell And I'll bet you it still rings like a bell And I wish that we could sit back on a bed in some motel And listen to the stories it could tell So if you're on the road a-trackin' down your every night And singin' for a livin' ‘neath the brightly coloured lights And if you ever wonder why you ride this carousel Eh you did it for the stories you could tell And ah, the stories we can tell And I wouldn’t kid a man I like so well And I wish that we could sit back on a bed in some motel An’ listen to the stories we can tell And ah, the stories we can tell And if it all blows up and goes to Hell I can still see us sitting on a bed in some motel Just listenin’ to the stories we can tell