Stories We Could Tell

The Everly Brothers

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Tom:
Intro: G A D
D Talking to myself again
A And wondering if this traveling is good Is there something else a' doing
D We'd be doing if we could
G A D And ah, the stories we can tell
G A D And if it all blows up and goes to Hell
G A D G I can still see us sitting on a bed in some motel
D A D Listening to the stories we can tell
D Remember that guitar in a museum in Tennessee
A 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
D A D Singing every story he could tell
G A D And ah, the stories he could tell
G A D And I'll bet you it still rings like a bell
G A D G And I wish that we could sit back on a bed in some motel
D A D And listen to the stories it could tell
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D So if you're on the road a-tracking down your every night
A And singing for a living ‘neath the brightly colored lights
D G And if you ever wonder why you ride this carousel
D A D Eh you did it for the stories you could tell
G A D And ah, the stories we can tell
G A D And I wouldn't kid a man I like so well
G A D G And I wish that we could sit back on a bed in some motel
D A D And listen to the stories we can tell
G A D And ah, the stories we can tell
G A D And if it all blows up and goes to Hell
G A D G I can still see us sitting on a bed in some motel
D A D Just listening to the stories we can tell
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Composição: John Sebastian

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