Jimmy Buffett Stories We Could Tell 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 Mirror lyrics: Listen to the stories it could tell Yes, I wish that we could sit upon a bed in some motel Coda: Just listen to the stories we could tell I wish that we could sit upon a bed in some motel And if it all blows up and goes to hell Ah, the stories we could tell You do it for the stories you can tell And if you ever wonder why you ride the carousel Playin' for a livin' beneath brightly colored lights So if you're on the road trackin' down your every night And listen to the stories it could tell I wish that we could sit upon a bed in some motel And I'll bet you it still rings like a bell Ah, the stories he could tell Chorus: Singin' all the stories he could tell Scars upon the face told of all the times he fell Nameplate on the glass brought back twenty melodies Stared at that guitar in that museum in tennessee Listen to the stories we could tell I wish that we could sit upon a bed in some motel And if it all blows up and goes to hell But ah, the stories we could tell Chorus: We'd be doin' if we could Is there somethin' else a' doin' Wonderin' if this travellin' is good Talkin' to myself again 1974 By: john b. sebastian Relevant Tags: SStories WWe CCould TTell tories e ould ell tSories eW oCuld eTll ztories ae fould fell zStories aWe fCould fTell Sztories Wae Cfould Tfell wtories 3e xould 5ell wStories 3We xCould 5Tell Swtories W3e Cxould T5ell dtories de vould hell dStories dWe vCould hTell Sdtories Wde Cvould Thell etories ee dould yell eStories eWe dCould yTell Setories Wee Cdould Tyell xtories se Coould 6ell xStories sWe Culd 6Tell Sxtories Wse Cuold T6ell atories 2e Ckuld gell aStories 2We Ckould gTell Satories W2e Cokuld Tgell Sttories qe C9uld rell Sories qWe C9ould rTell Sotries Wqe Co9uld Trell Sfories C0uld Teell Sftories W C0ould Tll Stfories We Co0uld Tlel S5ories Ws Cluld Tsll S5tories Clould Tsell St5ories Wes Coluld Tesll Shories W3 Ciuld T3ll Shtories Ciould T3ell Sthories We3 Coiuld Te3ll Syories Wf Couuld Tfll Sytories Wfe Cold Styories Wef Colud Tefll S6ories Wr Cohld Trll S6tories Wre Cohuld St6ories Wer Couhld Terll Sgories W4 Co7ld T4ll Sgtories W4e Co7uld T4ell Stgories We4 Cou7ld Te4ll Srories Wd Cokld Tdll Srtories Tdell Strories Wed Coukld Tedll Stoories Ww Coild Twll Stries Wwe Twell Stroies Wew Couild Tewll Stkries Co8ld Telll Stkories Co8uld Tel Stokries Cou8ld Tell St9ries Cojld Tekl St9ories Cojuld Tekll Sto9ries Coujld Telkl St0ries Coyld Teol St0ories Coyuld Teoll Sto0ries Couyld Telol Stlries Coulld Tepl Stlories Coud Tepll Stolries Coudl Telpl Stiries Coukd Stiories Stoiries Coulkd Storries Couod Telk Stoies Couold Stoires Coulod Tellk Stodies Coupd Telo Stodries Coupld Stordies Coulpd Tello Sto4ies Couldd Telp Sto4ries Coul Stor4ies Could Tellp Stogies Coulx Stogries Coulxd Storgies Couldx Stoties Coule

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