Chords for "Stories We Can Tell"- Tom Petty & the Heartbreakers with Bobby Valentino
Tempo:
81.35 bpm
Chords used:
D
A
G
E
Em
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Will you please welcome Bobby Valentino here on the fiddle, he's gonna help us.
We've never done this song before.
[A] Bobby, [G] let me hear you.
It's a good song.
[A]
[D]
Talking to myself again, wondering if this traveling is good.
If [Em] there's something I can do and you'd do to make me [A] feel good.
[D] And all [A] the stories we could [D] tell.
[E] [G] And if it all [A] blows up and [D] goes to hell.
I [G] can still see [A] us sitting on [D] the bed in some [G] motel.
[D] Listening to [A] the stories we [D] could tell.
Right now.
We're on the white guitar in a museum in Tennessee.
And the name Kate on the glass from about twenty years.
[D] And the scratches on the face [G] told of all the times he fell.
[D] Singing [A] every story he could tell.
[G] And all [A] the stories we [D] could tell.
[G] And I'll bet you it [A] still rings [D] like a bell.
And [G] I wish that we [A] could sit back [D] on the bed in some [G] motel.
[D] Listening to [A] the stories we [D] could tell.
Alright Bobby.
[G] [A] [D]
[G] [A] [D]
[G] [A] [D] [G]
[D] [A] [D]
So if you're on the road tracking down your every night.
And singing for a living [A] beneath the brightly colored light.
[D] And if you ever wonder why [G] you ride this carousel.
[D] You did it for [A] all the stories you [D] could tell.
[G] And all [A] the stories we [D] could tell.
[G] And if it all [A] blows up and [D] goes to hell.
[G] I still wish we [A] could sit back [E] on the bed in some [G] motel.
[D] Listening to [A] the stories we [D] could tell.
Well [G] I still wish we [A] could sit back on [D] the bed in some [G] motel.
[D] Listening to [A] the stories we [D] could tell.
We've never done this song before.
[A] Bobby, [G] let me hear you.
It's a good song.
[A]
[D]
Talking to myself again, wondering if this traveling is good.
If [Em] there's something I can do and you'd do to make me [A] feel good.
[D] And all [A] the stories we could [D] tell.
[E] [G] And if it all [A] blows up and [D] goes to hell.
I [G] can still see [A] us sitting on [D] the bed in some [G] motel.
[D] Listening to [A] the stories we [D] could tell.
Right now.
We're on the white guitar in a museum in Tennessee.
And the name Kate on the glass from about twenty years.
[D] And the scratches on the face [G] told of all the times he fell.
[D] Singing [A] every story he could tell.
[G] And all [A] the stories we [D] could tell.
[G] And I'll bet you it [A] still rings [D] like a bell.
And [G] I wish that we [A] could sit back [D] on the bed in some [G] motel.
[D] Listening to [A] the stories we [D] could tell.
Alright Bobby.
[G] [A] [D]
[G] [A] [D]
[G] [A] [D] [G]
[D] [A] [D]
So if you're on the road tracking down your every night.
And singing for a living [A] beneath the brightly colored light.
[D] And if you ever wonder why [G] you ride this carousel.
[D] You did it for [A] all the stories you [D] could tell.
[G] And all [A] the stories we [D] could tell.
[G] And if it all [A] blows up and [D] goes to hell.
[G] I still wish we [A] could sit back [E] on the bed in some [G] motel.
[D] Listening to [A] the stories we [D] could tell.
Well [G] I still wish we [A] could sit back on [D] the bed in some [G] motel.
[D] Listening to [A] the stories we [D] could tell.
Key:
D
A
G
E
Em
D
A
G
Will you please welcome Bobby Valentino here on the fiddle, he's gonna help us. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
We've never done this song before.
[A] Bobby, [G] let me hear you.
It's a good song.
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
Talking to myself again, wondering if this traveling is good.
_ _ _ _ _ If [Em] there's something I can do and you'd do to make me [A] feel good. _
_ [D] And all [A] the stories we could [D] tell. _
[E] _ [G] And if it all [A] blows up and [D] goes to hell. _
I [G] can still see [A] us sitting on [D] the bed in some [G] motel.
[D] Listening to [A] the stories we [D] could tell. _
Right now. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ We're on the white guitar in a museum in Tennessee.
And the name Kate on the glass from about twenty years. _ _ _
[D] And the scratches on the face [G] told of all the times he fell.
[D] Singing [A] every story he could tell. _
[G] And all [A] the stories we [D] could tell. _
[G] And I'll bet you it [A] still rings [D] like a bell.
And [G] I wish that we [A] could sit back [D] on the bed in some [G] motel. _
[D] Listening to [A] the stories we [D] could tell.
Alright Bobby.
[G] _ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _ [G] _ _
[D] _ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
So if you're on the road tracking down your every night.
And singing for a living [A] beneath the brightly colored light.
_ [D] And if you ever wonder why [G] you ride this carousel.
[D] You did it for [A] all the stories you [D] could tell.
_ [G] And all [A] the stories we [D] could tell. _
_ [G] And if it all [A] blows up and [D] goes to hell.
_ [G] I still wish we [A] could sit back [E] on the bed in some [G] motel.
_ [D] Listening to [A] the stories we [D] could tell. _
Well [G] I still wish we [A] could sit back on [D] the bed in some [G] motel.
[D] Listening to [A] the stories we [D] could tell. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
We've never done this song before.
[A] Bobby, [G] let me hear you.
It's a good song.
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
Talking to myself again, wondering if this traveling is good.
_ _ _ _ _ If [Em] there's something I can do and you'd do to make me [A] feel good. _
_ [D] And all [A] the stories we could [D] tell. _
[E] _ [G] And if it all [A] blows up and [D] goes to hell. _
I [G] can still see [A] us sitting on [D] the bed in some [G] motel.
[D] Listening to [A] the stories we [D] could tell. _
Right now. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ We're on the white guitar in a museum in Tennessee.
And the name Kate on the glass from about twenty years. _ _ _
[D] And the scratches on the face [G] told of all the times he fell.
[D] Singing [A] every story he could tell. _
[G] And all [A] the stories we [D] could tell. _
[G] And I'll bet you it [A] still rings [D] like a bell.
And [G] I wish that we [A] could sit back [D] on the bed in some [G] motel. _
[D] Listening to [A] the stories we [D] could tell.
Alright Bobby.
[G] _ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _ [G] _ _
[D] _ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
So if you're on the road tracking down your every night.
And singing for a living [A] beneath the brightly colored light.
_ [D] And if you ever wonder why [G] you ride this carousel.
[D] You did it for [A] all the stories you [D] could tell.
_ [G] And all [A] the stories we [D] could tell. _
_ [G] And if it all [A] blows up and [D] goes to hell.
_ [G] I still wish we [A] could sit back [E] on the bed in some [G] motel.
_ [D] Listening to [A] the stories we [D] could tell. _
Well [G] I still wish we [A] could sit back on [D] the bed in some [G] motel.
[D] Listening to [A] the stories we [D] could tell. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _