When I entered that school room that mornin' in may, I noticed you over the way, And then with your pen dear you painfully wrote, You blotted my happy school days. I blotted your happy school days, I'm sorry I caused you this pain, I'll ask god to forgive me and to guide me always, For I blotted your happy school days. The teacher was watchin' with a wondering eye, She noticed your anguish and pain, She knew it would hurt you to have sympathy, With a heart that was breakin' in pain. I blotted your happy school days, I'm sorry I caused you this pain, I'll ask god to forgive me and to guide me always, For I blotted your happy school days. I have all the notes that you wrote to me, I've folded and I kept them with care, They're all put away to be touched no more, To served as a memory so dear. When I pa**ed by your coffin to take my last look, I placed my last kiss on your brow, I know you're in heaven with friends that are dear, And I know that I'll meet you up there. For I blotted your happy school days, I'm sorry I caused you this pain, But I'll ask god to forgive me and to guide me always, For I blotted your happy school days.