If I knew where the wild dove flew I would not tell the hunter, but I would tell you Though they say you're not a brave man, hardly a man at all You would not shoot the wild things, like brave men in the fall Mmmm mm
If I knew where calypso bloomed, I would not tell the ladies, but I would tell you For you would not take the flower, for money or for love Or harm a single petal, 'cause you would not shoot the dove Mmmm mm
If I knew where our green love grew I would not tell the others, but I would tell you For 'though the world may call you craven, I know it is not true And 'though a sword may hang between us, my songs are all for you Mmmm mm