Lyrics: Robert Hunter
Music: Jim Lauderdale
One of the new songs on Jim Lauderdale's album, "Patchwork River", with lyrics by Robert Hunter.
I know something I won't tell
Drop a nickel, wishing well
Keep my secret, day is through
Some says it might just come true
I can't tell you, the wish is for you
If I said so, it wouldn't come true
My lips are sealed, what can I do
I can't tell you, but I love you
Well my lips are sealed
Tight, tight, tight as a drum
Well my lips are sealed
So the words, words, words don't come
Little bird told me several things
To do with you, it flapped it's wings
As if to say don't ever let on
If you let it slip you may find it gone
If the words are spoken,then they won't come true
Wouldn't be a secret and I might lose you
Well my lips are sealed
Tight, tight, tight as a drum
Well my lips are sealed
So the words, words, words don't come
I saw you making a wish of your own
You closed your eyes and dropped in a stone
You didn't have a nickel, but a rock may do
I guess it doesn't matter as long as you
Don't dare tell it till the sun goes down
Don't breathe a whisper, don't make a sound
If it's me you wish for, you got a good chance
Don't breathe a word under any circumstance
Well my lips are sealed
Tight, tight, tight as a drum
Well my lips are sealed
So the words, words, words don't come
Well my lips are sealed
Tight, tight, tight as a drum
Well my lips are sealed
So the words, words, words don't come
| Recordings | |||||
| Date | Album | Recorded By | |||
| 2010 | Patchwork River | Jim Laudersale | |||