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 is got no bottom say it take You down to Hell. Over in the bushes and off to the right Come two men talking; in the pale moonlight Sheriff John Brady and Deputiy Hedge Haulin' two limp bodies down to the water's edge I know a secret down at Uncle Tom's cabin oh yea 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'd they never be bound I know a secret down at Uncle Tom's cabin oh yea 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 I know a secret down at Uncle Tom's cabin Know who put the bodies in the wishin' well 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' shack Where the full moon shines throught the roof tile cracks Oh my God Tom who re we gonna tell The sheriff 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. 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 a secret that I just can't tell I know a secret down at Uncle Tom's cabin Know who put the bodies, know who put the bodies in the wishin' well