A fox-trot song from 1922 Words and music by Al Wilson and James A Brennan
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Lyrics
Chorus:
In the little red school house
With my book and slate
In the little red school house
I was always late
I long to be back there where I was a scholar
In the days of yore
How I’d stand right up there and holler
“Two and two are four”
When we should have been learning
About the Golden Rule
Our little hearts were yearning
For the swimming pool
Why we could hardly wait
For the four o’-clock bell
The moment that we heard it
We would run like mad,
Oh! Gee! I want to be
In the little red school house
Patter:
Ten o’clock the spelling lesson’s just begun
Johnny throws an inkball just for fun
Hits the teacher’s ear with an awful spat
She turns around and says “Who did that?”
Pretty little Percy in the very front row
Raises up his had, and says “Teacher I know”
Little Johnny whispers to the teacher’s pride
“You just wait till I get you outside”
Johnny’s told to stand up with his face to the wall
He says, “I do’ wanna” and he tries to stall
If I stood up there I’d take an awful chance
I got a great bit tear in the seat of my pants
Teacher sends you home to wash your face and then!
You say, “Aw what’s the use, it just gets dirty again
Oh! Gee! I want to be
In the little red school house