Prine Strolling down the highway with my shoes in my hand I don't talk much i'm a quiet man Beauty and silence both run deep And running like crazy while you are asleep You got news for me,i got nothing for you Don't pin your blues on me Just go ahead and do whatever you wish to Last monday night i saw a fight Between wednesday and thursday over saturday night Tuesday asked me what was going on i said, sunday's in the meadow and friday's in the corn. Hocus-pocus, maladjusted Don't you think my tears get rusted Steady losing means you ain't using What you really think is right Oodles of light what a beautiful sight Both of god's eyes are shining tonight Rays and beams of incredible dreams And i am a quiet man. Oodles of light what a beautiful sight Both of god's eyes are shining tonight Rays and beams of incredible dreams And i am a quiet man. Oodles of light what a beautiful sight Both of god's eyes are shining tonight Rays and beams of incredible dreams And i am a quiet man.