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 menot 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
Send "Cotton Alley" Ringtone to your Cell 
