Wishing Well Lyrics - Singles - Trent Willmon

Well, I run a little tavern on a dead end street 

My ears are pretty bent, by the time I close at three 

Everybody's got a wish that comes in here 

A little amnesia for the price of a beer 

Dale knows that I know all about his wife 

And what it is she's doin', who she's with tonight 

But I don't say a word about it and neither does he 

He just talks about them Dodgers, buys another drink 

Down at the Wishing Well 

Forgetfulness is what's for sale 

To help wash away the sins of lovers and friends 

Or just forgive themselves 

A place to throw their money down 

In hopes of getting lost or found 

You ought to hear the stories, they don't tell 

Down at the Wishing Well 

They say Gina was a heart breaker, back in her day 

But the years and hard living, drew the lines on her face 

Now, she only wants a man, who can see her like before 

So she sips her margarita, watches that door 

Down at the Wishing Well 

Forgetfulness is what's for sale 

To help wash away the sins of lovers and friends 

Or just forgive themselves 

A place to throw their money down 

In hopes of getting lost or found 

You ought to hear the stories, they don't tell 

Down at the Wishing Well 

Yeah, I'll pour you a drink seven nights a week 

And I'll listen to what you say or you don't 

'Cause that's how I forget 

The reasons that I'm alone 

Down here at the Wishing Well 

Forgetfulness is what's for sale 

To help wash away the sins of lovers and friends 

Or just try to forgive ourselves 

A place to throw our money down 

In hopes of getting lost or found 

You ought to hear the stories, they don't tell 

Down at the Wishing Well 

You ought to hear the stories, we don't tell 

Down at the Wishing Well