COTTON HALLEY - Natalie Merchant

    one time
    you made me cry
    be proud that I

    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

    were my tears genuine
    or those of a skilled

    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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