Just for the record
Let's get the story straight
Me and Uncle Tom were fishin'
It was gettin' pretty late
Out on a cypress limb
Above the wishin' well
Where they say it got no bottom
So it'll take you down to hell
Over in the bushes and off to the right
Come two men talkin' in the pale moonlight
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 tree
Neither one believin' 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
I know a secret down at Uncle Tom's cabin, oh yeah
I know a secret that I just can't tell
I know a secret down at Uncle Tom's cabin
Know a secret that I just can't tell
Know a secret down at Uncle Tom's cabin
Know who put the bodies in the wishin' well
Ow!
Soon as they were gone, me and Tom got down
Prayin' real hard that we wouldn't make a sound
Runnin' through the 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 want to wind up in the wishin' well too
I know a secret down at Uncle Tom's cabin, oh yeah
I know a secret that I just can't tell
I know a secret down at Uncle Tom's cabin, oh yeah yeah
I know a secret that I just can't tell
Oh, I know a secret down at Uncle Tom's cabin
Know who put the bodies
Know who put the bodies
In the wishin' well
Oh yeah
Writer(s): Steven Chamberlin, Eric Turner, Joseph Cagle, Jerry Dixon, Jani Lane
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