Silver Bell - Patty Griffin

Silver bell

Silver bell

Yeah that’s the name of the old motel

You were traveling when they fell

Down on a bed at the silver bell

How you been

I’m doing well

I hear you’re digging a hole to hell

How you been

I’m doing well

Meet me tonight at the silver bell

I hate to tell you baby,

This is home

The wallpaper is A color called sea foam

Pull down the shades a little and you’ve

Got yourself a prison cell

Every night the wicked wait tonight

Baby at the silver bell

Silver bell

Yeah that’s the name of the old motel

I did a stupid thing

I even tried

Feels like a hundred bees are

Stinging me from the inside

Don’t know just what to do Don’t know just who to tell

So I’m telling you to meet me Tonight down at the silver bell

Silver bell

Yeah that’s the name of the old hotel

I hate to tell you baby,

This is home

The wallpaper is A color called sea foam

Pull down the shades a little and you’ve

Got yourself a prison cell

Every night the wicked wait

Down at the silver bell