| Lyrics |
(clay walker/tom shapiro/chris waters)
There´s an oil well down on johnson´s road
Where we´d go to be alone
I never thought i´d go there by myself
I stood there calling out your name
No one answered just the same
The silence speaks for itself
Well, i´ve been high and i´ve been low
And i´ve walked through the fires of hell
Are you coming back, lord, i don´t know
I guess the silence speaks for itself
The last time you talked to me
I did all the talkin? now i see
You were telling me there was someone else
What i´d give to hear your voice
But i´m not given any choice
´cause the silence speaks for itself
Well, i´ve been high and i´ve been low
And i´ve walked through the fires of hell
Are you coming back, lord, i don´t know
I guess the silence speaks for itself
The last time you talked to me
I did all the talkin? now i see
You were telling me there was someone else
What i´d give to hear your voice
But i´m not given any choice
´cause the silence speaks for itself
I guess the silence...
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