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(originally by Patty Griffin) |
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Silver bell |
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Silver bell |
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Yeah that`s the name of the old motel |
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You were traveling when they fell |
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Down on a bed at the silver bell |
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How you been |
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I`m doing well |
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I hear you`re digging a hole to hell |
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How you been |
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I`m doing well |
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Meet me tonight at the silver bell |
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I hate to tell you baby, |
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This is home |
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The wallpaper is |
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A color called sea foam |
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Pull down the shades a little and you`ve |
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Got yourself a prison cell |
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Every night the wicked wait tonight |
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Baby at the silver bell |
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Silver bell |
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Yeah that`s the name of the old motel |
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You were traveling when they fell |
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Down on a bed at the silver bell |
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I did a stupid thing |
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I even tried |
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Feels like a hundred bees are |
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Stinging me from the inside |
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Don`t know just what to do |
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Don`t know just who to tell |
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So I`m telling you to meet me |
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Tonight down at the silver bell |
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Silver bell |
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Yeah that`s the name of the old hotel |
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I hate to tell you baby, |
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This is home |
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The wallpaper is |
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A color called sea foam |
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Pull down the shades a little and you`ve |
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Got yourself a prison cell |
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Every night the wicked wait |
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Down at the silver bell |
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Silver bell |
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Yeah that`s the name of the old motel |
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You were traveling when they fell |
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Down on a bed at the silver bell |
