| Song | Don't Make Me Go To School |
| Artist | Tammy Wynette |
| Album | Stand By Your Man |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Crysler | |
| My little girl said mommy the school room breaks my heart | |
| Arithmetic reminds me that you and dad's apart | |
| Subtraction starts me breaking up cause him from us leaves too | |
| And with our home devided now | |
| I cry a lot in school | |
| Don't make me go to school no more and cry through every test | |
| I'm so ashamed when children see the teardrops on my desk | |
| Imagine how you feel to hear your child say this to you | |
| Don't make me go to school no more and make the fifth grade blue [ steel ] | |
| It's hard to see my lessons the blackboard's one big tear | |
| And when I turn wet papers in | |
| Miss Dickens only stares | |
| So please may | |
| I be absent mom like daddy is from home | |
| I'd rather fail than face the class they know my daddy's gone | |
| Don't make me go to school... |
| zuo ci : Crysler | |
| My little girl said mommy the school room breaks my heart | |
| Arithmetic reminds me that you and dad' s apart | |
| Subtraction starts me breaking up cause him from us leaves too | |
| And with our home devided now | |
| I cry a lot in school | |
| Don' t make me go to school no more and cry through every test | |
| I' m so ashamed when children see the teardrops on my desk | |
| Imagine how you feel to hear your child say this to you | |
| Don' t make me go to school no more and make the fifth grade blue steel | |
| It' s hard to see my lessons the blackboard' s one big tear | |
| And when I turn wet papers in | |
| Miss Dickens only stares | |
| So please may | |
| I be absent mom like daddy is from home | |
| I' d rather fail than face the class they know my daddy' s gone | |
| Don' t make me go to school... |
| zuò cí : Crysler | |
| My little girl said mommy the school room breaks my heart | |
| Arithmetic reminds me that you and dad' s apart | |
| Subtraction starts me breaking up cause him from us leaves too | |
| And with our home devided now | |
| I cry a lot in school | |
| Don' t make me go to school no more and cry through every test | |
| I' m so ashamed when children see the teardrops on my desk | |
| Imagine how you feel to hear your child say this to you | |
| Don' t make me go to school no more and make the fifth grade blue steel | |
| It' s hard to see my lessons the blackboard' s one big tear | |
| And when I turn wet papers in | |
| Miss Dickens only stares | |
| So please may | |
| I be absent mom like daddy is from home | |
| I' d rather fail than face the class they know my daddy' s gone | |
| Don' t make me go to school... |