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