10,000 Maniacs — Cotton Alley

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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