My Old School sing and play along

I remember the thirtyfive sweet goodbyes when you put me on the Wolverine up in Annandale.

It was still September

when your daddy was she quite surprised

to find you with the working girls in the county jail.

I was hear the smoking with the boys upstairs when I na

heard about the whole affair.

I said, "Oh, no,

William and Mary won't do."

Well, I did not think the girl could be so cruel,

and I'm never going back to my old school.

Oleanders the growing outside her door,

when you soon they're gonna be in bloom up in Annandale.

It was I can't stand her

about doing what she did before,

but living like a gypsy queen in a fairy tale.

Well, I hear the whistle but the I can't go;

I'm gon na

take her down to Mexico.

She said, "Oh, no,

Guadalajara won't do."

Well, I did not think the girl could be so cruel,

and I'm never going back to my old school.

school.