Bryan White

Rebecca Lynn, grew up in Carolina
Half a mile from Tucker Cherry's farm
A quiet girl, with green eyes full of fire
Her daddy's pride and all her mama's joy
Rebecca Lynn, became 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 they rosy, pocket full of dreams and posies
Patty cake a-baker's man, tag you're it and kick the can
I think I hear my mama callin', gotta go
Man I loved her so
High school days, me and Becky 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 somewhere in my heart I'm sure I heard
Ring around they rosy, pocket full of dreams and posies
Patty cake a-baker's man, tag you're it and kick the can
Mama flashed the porch light for me, gotta go
Man I loved her so
Bridge:
When love is wrong it dies, and that's the way it goes
But when it's right, you know love grows
Laura Jean 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
Singin'Ring around they rosy, pocket full of dreams and posies
Patty cake a-baker's man, tag you're it and kick the can
I think I hear your mama callin', gotta go
Man I loved her so
NOTES:
*There is a key change after the first chorus (it goes up to A) but I could
never sing it that high, so I've left everything in the key of G, which is
enough of a stretch as it is!
*Please let me know of any corrections!
*Also, let me know of any other songs you'd like the chords to...I enjoy the
challenge of figuring them out!
Jim Nelson
Manawa, WI
Manawa@aol.com