Frank Sinatra - The Old School Teacher lyrics

Where is my old school teacher? I don't remember her name With a dunce cap, I was always her feature, I loved her just the same She stood by through my childhood, like small town school teachers do At some little school house here in the wild wood, they taught men like Lincoln too One day I tearfully told her my mother expects me to pa** Then she let me look over the shoulder of the brightest girl in the cla** Wish I knew how to reach her, I'd write a letter and say If I lived the way you taught me to, teacher, I'd be a better man today Wish I knew how to reach her, I'd write a letter and say If I lived the way you taught me to, teacher, I'd be a better man today