Old School Teacher

Old School Teacher - Frank Sinatra (弗蘭克·辛納屈)

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

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