Lletres: Rick Trevino. Bobbie Ann Mason.

It wasn't the books that I didn't read
It wasn't the teachers that tried to teach me
It wasn't that varsity baseball coach
Kept on tellin' them locker room jokes

It was Bobby Ann Mason, back in high school
She was way too cute, she was way too cool
How was I gonna get an education
Sittin' right back of Bobby Ann Mason

Well, Bobby knew her hist'ry, Bobby knew her French
Bobby knew how to keep the boys in suspense
She'd tease with a touch, she'd tease with a kiss
I was three long years being teased by, pretty Miss

Bobby Ann Mason, back in high school
She was way too cute, she was way too cool
How was I gonna get an education
Sittin' right back of Bobby Ann Mason

Well, Bobby graduated first in her class
Me, I graduated closer to last
Bobby went to college, she got a degree
I got a guitar so I could sing about

Me and Bobby Ann Mason, back in high school
She was way too cute, she was way too cool
How was I gonna get an education
Sittin' right back of Bobby Ann Mason

Well, the years have taught me, the basics of math
Divorce divides and time subtracts
Takes away your hair, takes away your jump shot
But it ain't gonna take all the memories I got of

Bobby Ann Mason, back in high school
She was way too cute, she was way too cool
How was I gonna get an education
Sittin' right back of

Bobby Ann Mason, back in high school
She was way too cute, she was way too cool
And I got most of my education
Sittin' right back of Bobby Ann Mason
Sittin' right back of Bobby Ann Mason