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Whispering Grass
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The Ink Spots
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Words by Fred Fisher and Music by Doris Fisher
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Peaked at # 10 in 1940
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Competing version by Erskine Hawkins managed # 13
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Why do you whisper, green grass?
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Why tell the tress what ain't so?
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Whispering grass, the trees don't have to know, no, no
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Why tell them all your secrets?
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Who kissed there long ago
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Whispering grass, the trees don't need to know
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Don't you tell it to the trees
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She will tell the birds and bees
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And everyone will know
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Because you told the blabbering trees
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Yes, you told them once before
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It's no secret anymore
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Why tell them all the old things?
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They're buried under the snow
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Whispering grass, don't tell the trees
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'cause the trees don't need to know
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MONOLOGUE: Now, don't you tell it to the trees, 'cause they'll just run 'n' tell the birds and
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bees. Then everybody'd know 'cause you told them doggone trees! Yes you did, you know
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you did, ya told 'em once before. Now look atcha, honey child, it ain't no secret no mo'.
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Why tell them all the old things?
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They're buried under the snow
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Whispering grass, don't tell the trees
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'cause the trees don't need to know
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Whispering Grass
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| The Ink Spots |
