Whispering grassthe ink spotswords by fred fisher and music by doris fisherpeaked at # 10 in 1940competing version by erskine hawkins managed # 13why do you whisper, green grass?why tell the tress what ain't so?whispering grass, the trees don't have to know, no, nowhy tell them all your secrets?who kissed there long agowhispering grass, the trees don't need to know don't you tell it to the trees she will tell the birds and bees and everyone will know because you told the blabbering trees yes, you told them once before it's no secret anymorewhy tell them all the old things?they're buried under the snowwhispering grass, don't tell the trees'cause the trees don't need to knowmonologue: now, don't you tell it to the trees, 'cause they'll just run 'n' tell the birds and bees. then everybody'd know 'cause you told them doggone trees! yes you did, you know you did, ya told 'em once before. now look atcha, honey child, it ain't no secret no mo'.why tell them all the old things?they're buried under the snowwhispering grass, don't tell the trees'cause the trees don't need to know