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)