Tom Petty, conhecido nos primeiros anos como Tommy, nasceu em Gainesville, Flórida e cresceu no nordeste de Gainesville. Já adolescente, músico amador, ele freqüentemente praticava em casa com amigos. Graduou-se na Gainesville High School em 1968. Petty não tinha inspirações musicais até que Elvis Presley se dirigiu à Ocala, Flórida, 25 milhas ao sul da cidade de Petty, para trabalhar no filme Follow That Dream. Petty foi para a cidade ver Elvis e se inspirou.
Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
D Talkin' to myself again A Wondering if this travelin' is good D Is there something better doin we'd be doin if we could?
-------------------------------------------------- (CHORUS) GAD And oh the stories we could tell GAD And if this all blows up and goes to hell GADG I can still see us sittin on the bed in some motel DAD Listenin' to the stories we could tell -------------------------------------------------- D Remember that guitar in a museum in Tennessee A And the nameplate on the glass brought back twenty melodies D And the scratches on the face G Told of all the times he fell DAD Singin' every story he could tell
------------------------------------------------------- (CHORUS) GAD And oh the stories it could tell GAD And I bet you it still rings like a bell GADG And I wish we could sit back on the bed in some motel DAD And listen to the stories we could tell ------------------------------------------------------- D So if you're on the road tracking down here every night A And you're singin' for a livin' 'neath the brightly colored lights DG And if you ever wonder why you ride this carousel DAD You did it for the stories you could tell
------------------------------------------------------ (CHORUS) GAD And oh the stories we could tell GAD And if this all blows up and goes to hell GADG I can still see us sittin on the bed in some motel DAD Listenin' to the stories we could tell GADG I can still see us sittin on the bed in some motel DADD Listenin' to the stories we could tell