Rick Trevino - Bobbie ann mason

It wasn^A#'t the books that I d^Fidn't read, It wasn't the teachers that t^A#ried to teach me. It wasn't that varsity b^Faseball coach, Kept on tellin' them l^A#ocker room jokes, it was: [Chorus] ^F

She was way too cute, she w^A#as way too cool. How was I gonna get an e^Fducation, Settin' right back of B^A#obby Ann Mason.

(2nd Verse) Y^A#eah! Bobby knew her hist'ry, B^Fobby knew her French, Bobby knew how to keep the b^A#oys in suspense. She'd tease with a touch, she'd t^Fease with a kiss, I was three long years being t^A#eased by, pretty Miss:

(3rd Verse) ^A#Yeah! Bobby graduated f^First in her class. Me, I graduated c^A#loser to last. Bobby went to college, she g^Fot a degree, I got a guitar so I could s^A#ing about, me and:

(4th Verse) Y^Beah! The years have taught me, the b^F#asics of math. Divorce divides; t^Bime subtracts; Takes away your hair, Takes a^F#way your jump shot, but it ain't gonna take all m^Bem'ries I got of:

B^F#ack in high school, she was way too cute, she was w^Bay too cool. I got most of my e^F#ducation settin' right back of B^Bobby Ann Mason. ^F#Settin ^Bright back of Bobby Ann Mason.