(Clay Walker/Tom Shapiro/Chris Waters)

There磔 an oil well down on Johnson磔 Road
Where weç£'‚¬ go to be alone

I never thought Iç£'‚¬ go there by myself
I stood there calling out your name
No one answered just the same
The silence speaks for itself

Well, I磺e been high and I磺e been low
And I磺e walked through the fires of hell
Are you coming back, Lord, I don� 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 Iç£'‚¬ give to hear your voice
But I� not given any choice
�ause the silence speaks for itself

Well, I磺e been high and I磺e been low
And I磺e walked through the fires of hell
Are you coming back, Lord, I don� 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 Iç£'‚¬ give to hear your voice
But I� not given any choice
�ause the silence speaks for itself

I guess the silence...