Karaoké Where the Cottonwood Grows Alan Jackson

I can close my eyes and it takes me back to two young lovers on that riverbank

To the sounds of the wind and the whip-poor-will

And the way that your bare skin would feel

As we laid in the sun

I could see your eyes

Blue as the blue in that Southern sky

Kisses warm as a wild red rose

At the bend in the river where the cottonwood grows

And we'd dance

And we'd sing

And we'd love each other as the pale moon glows

At the bend in the river where the cottonwood grows

At the bend in the river where the cottonwood grows

I can still recall the words you said and the plans we dreamed as we looked ahead

But the fork in the river took us separate ways

As the years went by

I can't forget those days

And I often wonder but I'll never know if we ended up followin' a different road

Would we still be layin' by the wild red rose at the bend in the river where the cottonwood grows

And we'd dance

And we'd sing

And we'd love each other as the pale moon glows

At the bend in the river where the cottonwood grows

At the bend in the river where the cottonwood grows

I can close my eyes and it takes me back to two young lovers on that riverbank