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School Days        Nothing to do Nellie darling, Nothing to do you say,
        Let's take a trip on memory's ship, Back to the bygone days-
        Sail to the old village school house, Anchor outside the door,
        Look in and see, there's you and there's me,
        A couple of kids once more.

        School Days, School Days, dear old golden rule days,
        Readin' and 'ritin' and 'rithmetic, Taught to the tune of a hickory stick,
        You were my queen in calico, I was your bashful barefoot beau,
        And you wrote on my slate, "I love you, Joe"
        When we were a couple of kids.

        'Member the hill, Nellie Darling ?
        And the oak tree that grew on its brow ?
        They've built forty stories upon that old hill,
        And the oak's an old chestnut now,
        'Member the meadows so green, dear ?
        So fragrant with clover and maize,
        Into new city lots and preferred business plots,
        They've cut them up since those days.

        School Days, School Days, dear old golden rule days,
        Readin' and 'ritin' and 'rithmetic, Taught to the tune of a hickory stick,
        You were my queen in calico, I was your bashful barefoot beau,
        And you wrote on my slate, "I love you, Joe"
        When we were a couple of kids.

Song lyric by Will D. Cobb, Music by Gus Edwards, Midi  file by Ron Miller                  

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