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...