The Wishing Well

Oh, you can't be mislead by a name it is said You can't judge a book by it's cover And how one can tell what is down in a well Is a thing I have yet to discover Oh, down in the well-a, deep in the well-a How deep, oh, I couldn't tell-a Born into rumours that's running around Down in the well-a, deep in the a well-a Wish in the well-a, trust in the well-a And your true love, your true love may be found Oh, you may not believe, this tale will be true And scoff at the well as you go by But if you don't own a love of your own One day you may peak in and try Oh, down in the well-a, deep in the well-a How deep, oh, I couldn't tell-a Born into rumours that's running around Down in the well-a, deep in the a well-a Wish in the well-a, trust in the well-a And your true love, your true love may be found This story is old, this story was told To me when a very young man Back when I didn't own a love of my own But now I'm a family man Oh, down in the well-a, deep in the well-a How deep, oh, I couldn't tell-a Born into rumours that's running around Down in the well-a, deep in the a well-a Wish in the well-a, trust in the well-a And your true love, your true love may be found And your true love, your true love may be found