D                                G               D
He was there when I started, in Knoxville, Tennessee
D                            A
Opening for Patty Loveless, November of '93
D
Full of friends, mom, and uncle Butch
        G                D
And the crowd was really small
                 Bm           G                D           G          A
He'd say I was a scared kid, if this bus could talk

D
Some nights we'd dance with the devil
            G                 D
Some nights we'd pray to the Lord
D
Between vibrant passes and margarita glasses
       A
He was never really bored
D                            G                 D
We were starry eyed dreamers, bouncing off the wall
                   Bm              G                 D
And all the stories he could tell, if this bus could talk

[Chorus]
G                      D
He'd seen pool halls in Texas
          Em                D
And every corndog county fair
G                    D                     A
Girls that we'd make cry, some crowds that didn't care
    G                        D
When Bobby rolled us down in 'Bama
        Em                 D
He kept rocking through it all
D               G
All the stories he could tell
A                 D                G            A
If this bus could talk

[Verse]
D                                  G            D
Late night conversations, full of drunk philosophy
D                          A
On politics and religion, football and family
D                                  G               D
The lovers that we missed, and the lovers that we lost
D               Bm              G                 D
All the secrets he could share, if this bus could talk

G                  D       Em              D
He'd seen Virginia Beach, caught in a hurricane
G               D                      A
Heroes I wish I never met but he ain't naming names
G                         D
We learned the code of the road at The Grizzly Rose
Em            D
Then we had a ball
D               Em
All the stories he could tell
A                 D                G          A
If this bus could talk

D                            G             D
Many years of summers, and I hope it never ends
D                                   A
Been down so many highways, full of twists and turns and bends
D                                G                      D
We caught lightning in a bottle, somehow we survived it all
D               Bm             G                 D
All the stories he could tell, if this bus could talk

[Chorus]
G              D            Em             D
As I leave the stage, still high from your applause
                    C
He'd tell you that I love you
A                 D            G
If this bus could talk
A                 D            G
If this bus could talk
A                 D            G
If this bus could talk
A                 D
If this bus could talk