Written by: Willard Robison
Arranged by: Mitch Miller
From the Album: Columbia Years, 1943-1952
Recorded: November 15, 1945
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Where is my old school
teacher? I don't remember her name.
With a dunce cap, I was always
her feature, I loved her just the same.
She stood by through my
childhood, like small town school teachers do.
At some little school house here
in the wild wood,
They taught men like Lincoln
too.
One day I tearfully told her my
mother expects me to pass,
Then she let me look over the
shoulder of the brightest girl in the class.
Wish I knew how to reach her,
I'd write a letter and say,
If I lived the way you taught me
to, teacher, I'd be a better man today.
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Wish I knew how to reach her,
I'd write a letter and say,
If I lived the way you taught me
to, teacher, I'd be a better man today.