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The Silence speaks for itself

ThereŽs an oil well down on JohnsonŽs Road
Where weŽd go to be alone
I never thought IŽd go there by myself
I stood there calling out your name
No one answered just the same
The silence speaks for itself

Well, IŽve been high and IŽve been low
And IŽve walked through the fires of hell
Are you coming back, Lord, I donŽt 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 IŽd give to hear your voice
But IŽm not given any choice
ŽCause the silence speaks for itself

Well, IŽve been high and IŽve been low
And IŽve walked through the fires of hell
Are you coming back, Lord, I donŽt 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 IŽd give to hear your voice
But IŽm not given any choice
ŽCause the silence speaks for itself

I guess the silence...

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Clay Walker Lyrics
Clay Walker
Country Room
Front Door
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