School Days (feat. Paul Weston & His Orchestra) - Johnny Mercer, The Pied Pipers, Paul Weston & His Orchestra

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 school 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 the 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 storeys 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 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 the 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