On a park bench the old man
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Sat and stared into yesterday
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I sat down beside him and said,
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"Thank God for this quiet place
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Between the wife and the kids, the TV and the phone
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It seems there's something always goin' on"
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He said, "Son, if you think this is quiet
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You should follow me home."
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'Cause you ain't heard nothin' yet
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'Til you've lived in a house by yourself
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When silence is all you've got left
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In the rooms where your babies have slep
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So don't wish for something you will regret
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'Cause you ain't heard nothin' yet
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The old man kept talkin'
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Painting pictures from his memories
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Did he drag out his past for himself
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Or was it for me
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His eyes came alive, he spoke of dancing with his wife
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And playing ball with his two little boys
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He said, "Son, what i hear is music, you're callin' noise."
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'Cause you ain't heard nothin' yet
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'Til you've lived in a house by yourself
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When silence is all you've got left
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In the rooms where your babies have slept
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So don't wishe for something you will regret
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'Cause you ain't heard nothin' yet
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We'll all rest in peace, on that you can bet
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Oh, you ain't heard nothin' yet
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You Ain't Heard Nothin' Yet
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| Joe Nichols |
