Stan Jones – Cottonwood Tree

There's a tree a-growing on the hillside
With a limb for all the boys to see
And the wind that's tying to its branches
Says leave another man belongin' see

So pass the jug and we'll drink once more
To the men wherever they may be
That swung in the wind on a rope from a limb
Limb of a cottonwood tree

There was men caught a-thieving horses
Heaven rest their souls from up above
Some stole the charms from a woman's arms
Devil take the man who steals love

So pass the jug and we'll drink once more
To the men wherever they may be
That swung in the wind on a rope from a limb
Limb of a cottonwood tree

When that tree was a-dying on the hillside
All the boys rode up there to the draw
And the wind that's tying to its branches
Says "never, never laugh at the law"

So pass the jug and we'll drink once more
To the men wherever they may be
That swung in the wind on a rope from a limb
Limb of a cottonwood tree

Limb of a cottonwood tree