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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

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Ian Tyson (born September 25, 1933) is a cowboy folk singer from Alberta, Canada who was born in Victoria, British Columbia. He and his then-wife Sylvia Fricker constituted one of the most popular folk duos of the 1960s, Ian & Sylvia. Tyson gradually shifted to the cowboy way while still with Sylvia, accentuating the western life through song. Residing on a ranch in southern Alberta, Tyson tours all over the west.

Read more about Ian Tyson on Last.fm.


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