School Days
(When We Were A Couple Of Kids)
Words and Music by Gus Edwards and Will D. Cobb
1907

Intro
Nothing to do, Nellie Darling,
Nothing to do, you say.
Let's take a trip on memory's ship,
Back to the by gone days
Sail to the old village school house,
Anchor outside the school door,
Look in and see, there's you and 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 hick'ry stick,
You were my queen in calico,
I was your bashful barefoot beau,
You wrote on my slate,
I love you so,
When we were a couple of kids.

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

Remember the hill, Nellie Darling,
And the oak tree that grew on it's brow?
They've built forty stories upon that old hill,
And the oak's an old chestnut now.
Remember the meadows so green, dear,
So fragrant with clover and maize,
Into new city lots and preferred bus'ness 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 hick'ry stick,
You were my queen in calico,
I was your bashful barefoot beau,
And you wrote on my slate,
I love you so,
When we were a couple of kids.