Talkin' to myself again
Wonderin' if this traveling is good
Is they're something else a doin'
We'd be doin' if we could
All the stories we could tell
If it all blows up and goes to hell
I wish that we could sit upon
The bed in some hotel
And listen to the stories
We could tell
Stared at that guitar
In that museum in Tennessee
Name plate on the glass brought back
Twenty melodies
Scars upon the face
Told about all the times he fell
Singin' all the stories he could tell
All the stories he could tell
And I bet you it still rings like a bell
I wish that we could sit upon
The bed in some hotel
And listen to all the stories
It could tell
If your on the road trackin' down
Your every night
Playin' for a livin' beneath
The brightly colored lights
If you ever wonder
Why you ride the carrousel
You do it for the stories you can tell
All the stories we could tell
And if it all blows up and goes to hell
I wish that we could sit upon
The bed in some hotel
Just listen to the stories we could tell
Yes I wish that we could sit upon
A bed in some hotel
And listen to the stories it could tell