Silent Kind Lyrics - Porter Wagoner

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