Key: D
Introduction: D
A G
Talkin’ to myself again, wond’rin’ if this travelin’ is good
Is there somethin’ better doin’ we’d be doin’ if we could
G A D
And oh the stories we could tell
G A D
And if this all blows up and goes to hell
G A D G
I can still see us sittin’ on a bed in some motel
D A D
Listenin’ to the stories we could tell
D
Remember that guitar in a museum in Tennessee
A
And the nameplate on the glass brought back twenty melodies
D G
And the scratches on the face told of all the times he’d fell
(base)
A D
Tellin’ every story he could tell And oh the stories it could tell
And I’ll bet you it still rings like a bell