Written by Marty Stuart and Harlan Howard
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The wind is creepin' across the mountains
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The moon is nowhere in sight
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Gone is the voice I'm used to hearing
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Oh, what a silent night
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The telephone's been disconnected
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But she wouldn't call me anyway
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But even if she did, I wouldn't answer
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'Cause there's not one word left to say
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She told me, she was disenchanted
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She needed those big city lights
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Well, I loved her and I told her, her wish was granted
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Oh, what a silent night
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I sit here, feelin' my heart breaking
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I think I felt a teardrop fall
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I listen for the sound my heart is making
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But it don't make no sound at all
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And I wonder just how long I'll miss her
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Will my hair be black or white
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God, I'd give my soul to kiss her
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Oh, what a silent night
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She told me, she was disenchanted
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She needed those big city lights
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Well, I loved her and I told her, her wish was granted
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Oh, what a silent night
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Oh, what a silent night
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Oh, What A Silent Night
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| Stuart Marty |
