Cotton Alley — 10000 Maniacs

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