Why do you whisper, green grassnWhy tell the tress what ain't sonWhispering grass, the trees don't have to know, no, nonnWhy tell them all your secretsnWho kissed there long agonWhispering grass, the trees don't need to knownnDon't you tell it to the treesnShe will tell the birds and beesnAnd everyone will knownBecause you told the blabbering treesnYes, you told them once beforenIt's no secret anymorennWhy tell them all the old thingsnThey're buried under the snownWhispering grass, don't tell the treesn'Cause the trees don't need to knownnNow, don't you tell it to the trees n'Cause they'll just run 'n' tell the birds and beesnThen everybody'd know 'Cause you told them doggone treesnYes you did, you know you did, ya told 'em once beforenNow look atcha', honey child, it ain't no secret no mo'nnWhy tell them all the old thingsnThey're buried under the snownWhispering grass, don't tell the treesn'Cause the trees don't need to know