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 passed 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.