Porter Wagoner - Silent Kind lyrics

No we don't do much talkin' down here on the Row you might call us the Silent Kind

But the only time we do much talkin' is when we need a dime or two for wine

But if you could only hear when our mind talks to our soul

My God friend you'd hear stories that's never been told

Some words so sad that a voice couldn't even speak of 'em

Just to think of makes your body tremble and your heart weaken

Why there's been here in these alleys that we call the Silent Kind

That find love and happiness in one little bottle of wine

No we don't talk much here in the alley when we do it's usually lies

Like hey Mister I was once like you had a lot of money a home and family

Could you sapre me a quarter to get me a bowl of soap

Then take the quarter buy another bottle of wine

And slip back to the alley and join the silent kind