Hotel song
by Josh Ritter
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Sunday night, its supper time, the hotel´s full and all is fine. You can see that No Vacancy sign from the window of room 39
Monday morning at half past eight, everybody´s gone, they left no trace. I sit alone as the day grows late, wait to see your friendly face
Why you chose my hotel I´m not real qualified to tell, it´s just your face I remember well, when you asked if I had a room to sell
Maybe you liked just what you saw, the cable TV and the indoor spa or maybe it was the low low price – twenty-seven bucks a night
Say the highway is for lovers, but he ain´t no friend of mine, because every time I find my heart, I lose it to that long yellow line
You checked in, I checked you out, you smiled from the corners of your mouth
I turned on the no-vacancy sign as you checked in to room 39
I saw the light from your TV, you were watching channel 23, the night was long, the dark was deep, I kinda cried myself to sleep
Say the highway is for lovers, but he ain´t no friend of mine, because every time I find my heart, I lose it to that long yellow line
Morning broke itself at last, you got your continental breakfast, dropped off the key and said goodbye, I think I thought I heard you sigh
I caught a glimpse of your licence plate, you were drifting down the innerstate
It said you were from Delaware, I said oh it must be gorgeous there
Monday morning at half past eight, everybody´s gone, they left no trace. I sit alone as the day grows late, wait to see your friendly face
Why you chose my hotel I´m not real qualified to tell, it´s just your face I remember well, when you asked if I had a room to sell
Maybe you liked just what you saw, the cable TV and the indoor spa or maybe it was the low low price – twenty-seven bucks a night
Say the highway is for lovers, but he ain´t no friend of mine, because every time I find my heart, I lose it to that long yellow line
You checked in, I checked you out, you smiled from the corners of your mouth
I turned on the no-vacancy sign as you checked in to room 39
I saw the light from your TV, you were watching channel 23, the night was long, the dark was deep, I kinda cried myself to sleep
Say the highway is for lovers, but he ain´t no friend of mine, because every time I find my heart, I lose it to that long yellow line
Morning broke itself at last, you got your continental breakfast, dropped off the key and said goodbye, I think I thought I heard you sigh
I caught a glimpse of your licence plate, you were drifting down the innerstate
It said you were from Delaware, I said oh it must be gorgeous there