Findlay’s Motel lyrics
by The Walkabouts
Findlay was on his last legs
But he made the rules
Said suffer fools gladly
But never end up as the sufferin' fool
He shook me down
Though it was my first week on the job
Said travellers will trick you
But you will find out all them things for yourself
Yes you will
Findlay he threw me the keys
As he walked outside
And he turned on the big neon sign
But only half of it burned
And I was there fightin' off dreams
When she pulled in the drive
The sound of her wheels woke me up
And there she was, standin' inside
By the stretch
Of a pine barren road
Where the night
Never did what was told
(I never did what was told)
Rooms for the night
Room for your rest
Rooms for the night
At Findlay's Motel