Time Of The Cottonwood Trees lyrics

• It was the time of the cottonwood trees
  The time of the cottonwood trees

  I met her at the Pale Horse Saloon
  Yes I did, yes I did
  Her pretty hair was brown, her eyes were too
  Yes they were, yes they were

  It was the time of the cottonwood trees
  I don't know if it was all a dream
  She drove a blue pickup truck
  Boy, she loved it though it really wasn't much
  Kinda like the way she loved me
  In the time of the cottonwood trees
  The time of the cottonwood trees

  She followed me up the Rio Grande
  Yes she did, yes she did
  She said she liked the way I crossed the land
  That's a fact, that's a fact

  It was the time of the cottonwood trees
  I could smell that sage on the breeze
  I drove her blue pickup truck
  Boy, she loved it though it really wasn't much
  Kinda like the way she loved me
  In the time of the cottonwood trees
  The time of the cottonwood trees

  It was the time of the cottonwood trees
  It's hard to figure what life really means
  I can still see a blue pickup truck
  Boy, she loved it though it really wasn't much
  Kinda like the way she loved me
  In the time of the cottonwood trees
  The time of the cottonwood trees
  The time of the cottonwood trees

• Who is the author of the song Time Of The Cottonwood Trees?
  The song Time Of The Cottonwood Trees was written by Charley Crockett.

• Who sings the song Time Of The Cottonwood Trees?
  The song Time Of The Cottonwood Trees is performed by Charley Crockett.