Cottonwood Video (MV)

I don't care who you got in your water
Who you keep in your photographs
I don't care who you're waking up under
I don't know and I don't care to ask

I might care how you look in your daddy's old shirt
If you've been living rough and overworked
Is your hair getting longer
And if you'd ever wander
To a town that you might find me in

But I got a long list of tired of old days
Stringing back to back
And I'm growing thin and and weak
Pulling myself off your track
And I don't mind
I kinda like going out on my own
Town to town, to town
Cause you ain't comin' home

I don't care if shes making you happy, I don't
I don't care if shes more put together, if shes better than me
I don't, I'm just thinking about the letters you wrote to me
When you slipped in your calendula seeds
From your garden where you called me to
Under cottonwood where I went to meet you
Under cottonwood where I use to find you
Under cottonwood where I go looking for you

Cause when you're cold the little hairs on your shoulders rise
And I'll search this whole god damned world for something prettier to find
But I wont