| Song | Stories We Could Tell |
| Artist | Jimmy Buffett |
| Album | A-1-A |
| Lyrics：John B.Sebastian Music：John B.Sebastian | |
| 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 |
| Lyrics: John B. Sebastian Music: John B. Sebastian | |
| 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 |