Cotton Alley

[ music: john lombardo/lyric: natalie merchant ]







One time

You made me cry

Be proud that i

Remember



My chin is sore

The bruise is gone

But the spot is tender



Gave my hand a sister coy

To cotton alley where

You did enjoy

Your wicked games

You curious boy



Tied my laces up together

When i fell

You laughed

Until your belly was sore



In the brick laid aisle behind

The five and dime store



That's how

I made you blush

But doubt if you

Remember



Were my tears genuine

Or those of a skilled

Pretender



Nothing precious

Plain to see

Don't make a fuss over me

Not loud

Not soft

But somewhere in between

Say sorry

Let it be

The word you mean



I was a little pest who

Never took a hint

Could never

Take a hint



You pinched my fingers

In a door

Tossed my coloring book in a

Rusty barrel



Pulled spiders from my hair

Fingers in the door



My favorite blue blouse

Stained on the back

Running from a berry war



Can you hear me scream

In cotton alley

Scream in cotton alley

In cotton alley


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