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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 callin' 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 comin' 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 tellin' 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 comin' back, Lord? I don't know I guess 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 comin' back, Lord? I don't know I guess the silence speaks for itself I guess the silence

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