Sometimes my stone-cold country roots just take over my songwriting and out pops an “old” country song.
Such is the case with “No One Talks About You,” a love-lost, tear–in-your-beer ballad.
The difference in this and my earlier old country songs is age. Or so the examples of loss seem more real world and a little aged. When was the last love ballad you heard about the couple taking walks?
I like not naming the offense. Makes it more mysterious but more importantly, it allows the listener to imagine the unforgivable. We respond differently to similar transgressions.
But also isn’t this the way we are: we don’t mention her name or the transgression. But clearly the silence echoes heartache.
No One Talks about You
Everybody knows the score
Everybody knows the tune
When anyone is with me
No one talks about you
No one talks about you
How I use to make you laugh
And if I kidded you too hard
you’d pretend you were mad
No one talks about you
How you loved to walk
And losing track of time
We’d get home after dark
(Chorus):
They don’t say your name
It’s like one of us died
I don’t know about you
But this is eating me alive
No one talks about you
I haven’t heard a thing
For all I know you’ve run away
With the new man of your dreams
No one talks about you
They don’t mention what I did
And how it hurt you so badly
There was nothing to be said
(Chorus)
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