Silent Movies - Carter Vail

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 them 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 them I’m already home

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

And I swear this screen, it nevr tells the story right

So long to silent movis

To all the talking in between

Cleaning dust off of the press-box

And 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

So I ain’t ever gonna talk again

I ain’t ever gonna talk again

No, no

I ain’t ever gonna talk, talk

I ain’t ever gonna talk, talk…