Bobby Ann Mason-crd Rick Trevino
(1st Verse) It w[A#]asn't the books that [F]I didn't read,
It wasn't the teachers that t[A#]ried to teach me.
It wasn't that varsity b[F]aseball coach,
Kept on tellin' them l[A#]ocker room jokes, it was:
(Chorus) Bobby Ann Mason, b[F]ack in high school.
She was way too cute, she w[A#]as way too cool.
How was I gonna get an e[F]ducation,
Settin' right back of B[A#]obby Ann Mason.
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(2nd Verse) Y[A#]eah! Bobby knew her hist'ry, B[F]obby knew her French,
Bobby knew how to keep the b[A#]oys in suspense.
She'd tease with a touch, she'd t[F]ease with a kiss,
I was three long years being t[A#]eased by, pretty Miss:
(3rd Verse) [A#]Yeah! Bobby graduated f[F]irst in her class.
Me, I graduated c[A#]loser to last.
Bobby went to college, she g[F]ot a degree,
I got a guitar so I could s[A#]ing about, me and:
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(4th Verse) Y[B]eah! The years have taught me, the b[F#]asics of math.
Divorce divides; t[B]ime subtracts; Takes away your hair,
Takes a[F#]way your jump shot, but it ain't gonna take all m[B]em'ries I got of:
B[F#]ack in high school, she was way too cute, she was w[B]ay too cool.
I got most of my e[F#]ducation settin' right back of B[B]obby Ann Mason.
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Settin right back of Bobby Ann Mason.