We’d had an argument that night, and,
things hadn’t been going too good,
So I decided I’d go out and get myself a motel room for the evening,
and let things blow over,
and maybe everything would be better in the morning…
I checked in the motel room
And smell that musty smell
And wondered at the stories
Those ol’ dirty walls could tell I guess I was so down I temporarily lost my mind
I started talking to the headboard in room 2-69
I asked it to tell me of a pretty excited seen
And it told me of some newly weds that came from New Orleans
They laughed and loved and planned their life
Right there where I was lying
And everything was happy in room 2-69
Then I asked to hear a story of a sad and lonely sight
And it described the suicide of a lady of the night
Her pride was gone and all alone she lay there avid dyin’
Destin to the headboard in room 2-69
I reached up to dim the light
And as I leaned my head
I saw something shinny on the floor beside the bed
Then I realized the saddest story there was really mine
‘Cause I found my darlin’s bracelet in room 2-69
The next thing I remembered a gun was in my hand
And I kept seeing pictures that I just couldn’t stand
Then I was standing over her and as she lay there dyin’
I said I found your bracelet in room 2-69
Now her last words still haunt me
Like the lonesome howlin’ wind
“Don’t you remember Darlin’, when I loaned it to a friend”
things hadn’t been going too good,
So I decided I’d go out and get myself a motel room for the evening,
and let things blow over,
and maybe everything would be better in the morning…
I checked in the motel room
And smell that musty smell
And wondered at the stories
Those ol’ dirty walls could tell I guess I was so down I temporarily lost my mind
I started talking to the headboard in room 2-69
I asked it to tell me of a pretty excited seen
And it told me of some newly weds that came from New Orleans
They laughed and loved and planned their life
Right there where I was lying
And everything was happy in room 2-69
Then I asked to hear a story of a sad and lonely sight
And it described the suicide of a lady of the night
Her pride was gone and all alone she lay there avid dyin’
Destin to the headboard in room 2-69
I reached up to dim the light
And as I leaned my head
I saw something shinny on the floor beside the bed
Then I realized the saddest story there was really mine
‘Cause I found my darlin’s bracelet in room 2-69
The next thing I remembered a gun was in my hand
And I kept seeing pictures that I just couldn’t stand
Then I was standing over her and as she lay there dyin’
I said I found your bracelet in room 2-69
Now her last words still haunt me
Like the lonesome howlin’ wind
“Don’t you remember Darlin’, when I loaned it to a friend”