Just for the record
Lets get the story straight
Me and Uncle Tom were fishing
It was getting pretty late
Out on a cypress limb
Above the wishin' well
where they say it got no bottom
Say it take you down to hell
Over in the bushes
And off to the right
Come two men talkin
In the pale moon light
Sheriff John Brady and Deputy Hedge
Haulin' two limp bodies
Down to the water's edge
I know a secret down at
Uncle Tom's Cabin, oh yeah
I know a secret that
I just can't tell
They didn't see me and Tom
In the trees
Neither one believing
What the other could see
Tossed in the bodies
let 'em sink on down
To the bottom of the well
Where they'd never be found
CHORUS
I know a secret down at Uncle Tom's Cabin
I know a secret that I just can't tell
I know a secret down at Uncle Tom's Cabin
Know who put the bodies in the wishing well
Soon as they were gone
Me and Tom got down
Pray' real hard
That we wouldn't make a sound
Runing throught he woods
Back to Uncle Tom's shack
Where the full moon shines
Through the roof tile cracks
Oh my God, Tom, who are we gonna tell
The sheriff he belongs in a prison cell
Keep your mouth shut
That's what we're gonna do
Unless you wanna wind up
In the wishin' well too