Silent Movies

So long, to silent movies
To quiet dances on a screen

So long, to burning slowly
Smelling sweat and kerosene

And all the actors on the stage are rolling cigarettes
And whispering so low

Call my parents up, tell 'em I'm not coming home

So long, to silent movies
To waking early, staying late

I think I'll head on down to Reno
Try my hand at real-estate

And I'll fix up a Cadillac and find a girl who likes to dance so slow

Call my parents up, tell 'em I'm already home

But I swear I've seen my share of black and white

And I swear this screen, it never tells the story right

So long, to silent movies
And all the talking in between

Cleaning dust off of the press-box
To fixing broken tape machines

Wasn't much of an actor, was I?
I ain't much of anything at all

But I can't see those marquee lights
That are hanging on the wall

But I swear I've seen my share of black and white

And I swear this screen, it never tells the story right

So I ain't ever gonna talk again
I ain't ever gonna talk again
No, no, oh
I ain't ever gonna talk again
I ain't ever gonna talk again
No, no, oh
I ain't ever gonna talk again
I ain't ever gonna talk again
No, no, oh
I ain't ever gonna talk again
I ain't ever gonna talk again
No, no, oh
I ain't ever gonna talk, talk
I ain't ever gonna talk, talk
I ain't ever gonna talk, talk
I ain't ever gonna talk, talk
I ain't ever gonna talk, talk
I ain't ever gonna talk, talk
(I ain't ever gonna talk, talk)
(I ain't ever gonna talk, talk)
(I ain't ever gonna talk, talk)
(I ain't ever gonna talk, talk)