Cottonwood Creek by Ben Laney

Down a dirt back road
Outside my home town
Was a swimmin' hole
I used to splash around
That's where I met Gail
With the sun-tanned cheeks
I won't forget our time
Down at Cottonwood Creek

The child had eyes
That could charm a rattle-snake
I was mesmerized
In a couple of shakes
A ranch-man's daughter
She taught me some things
We got in hot water
Down at Cottonwood Creek

One day she moved east
I drifted out west
A sweet memory
Is all the girl left
Still, I hold her close
Forever next to me
When I think of those
Hot days in Cottonwood Creek

When I first fell in love
At Cottonwood Creek
I dove in heart first
It was sweet, sweet, sweet
Felt so good it hurt
Ooh, I went in way deep
When I first fell in love
At Cottonwood Creek

Summertime,
Watermelon on the vine
Love was so sublime
Down on Cottonwood Creek

Martin Vann (171.75.206.129) -- Thursday, August 14 2003, 02:19 pm

I have been to Cottonwood Creek...,
Ben, I've been to a Cottonwood Creek, but never saw, a pair of beautifully, tanned cheeks, always went with my brother. All I really, saw, was Cotton Mouth snakes. I like your story, much, better.

Thanks,
Martin

Ben (64.175.69.107) -- Friday, August 15 2003, 04:38 am

Thank you Martin V.......
Thank you yet again, Martin. Your words are very encouraging and welcome! I'm glad you liked this one!

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