Rebecca Lynn

Rebecca Lynn grew up in Carolina
Half a mile from Tucker Cherry's farm
A quiet girl with green full of fire
Her daddy's pride and all her mama's charm
Rebecca Lynn becames my heart's desire
Long about the start of second grade
Mrs. Rosenbloom let me sit beside her
So we passed notes and after school we played (singin')
Ring around the rosie
Pocket full of dreams and posies
Patty-cake, A Baker's Man, Tag You're It, Kick the can
I think I hear my mama calling, gotta go
Man I loved her so
High school days, me and Beck learnin'
What it really means to be in love
Give and take, holdin' back for heaven's sake
Fightin' for a week, then makin' up
I said "Please, Becky won't you marry me?"
Prom night in my car out by the curb
She was so surprised, first she laughed and then she cried
And someone in my heart I'm sure I heard
Ring around the rosie
Pocket full of dreams and posies
Patty-cake, A Baker's Man, Tag You're It, Kick the can
Mama flashed the porch light for me, gotta
Man I loved her so
When love is wrong. it dies, and that's the way it goes
But when it's right, you know love grows
Laura Jean was born in Tennessee
That's a common little miracle, I know
But for me and Becky Lynn, she's the dream that started when
We fell in love so many years ago
Ring around the rosie
Pocket full of dreams and posies
Patty-cake, A Baker's Man, Tag You're It, Kick the can
I think I hear your mama callin', gotta go
Oh man, I love you so