Thereґs an oil well down on Johnsonґs Road
Where weґd go to be alone
I never thought Iґd go there by myself
I stood there calling out your name
No one answered just the same
The silence speaks for itself
Well, Iґve been high and Iґve been low
And Iґve walked through the fires of hell
Are you coming back, Lord, I donґt know
I guess the silence speaks for itself
The last time you talked to me
I did all the talkinґ, now I see
You were telling me there was someone else
What Iґd give to hear your voice
But Iґm not given any choice
ґCause the silence speaks for itself
Well, Iґve been high and Iґve been low
And Iґve walked through the fires of hell
Are you coming back, Lord, I donґt know
I guess the silence speaks for itself
The last time you talked to me
I did all the talkinґ, now I see
You were telling me there was someone else
What Iґd give to hear your voice
But Iґm not given any choice
ґCause the silence speaks for itself
I guess the silence...
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