Bryan White - Rebecca Lynn Lyrics
Rebecca lynn grew up in carolinaHalf a mile from tucker cherrys farmA quiet girl with green eyes full of fireHer daddys pride and all her mamas charmRebecca lynn became my hearts desireLong about the start of second gradeMrs. rosenbloom let me sit beside herWe passed notes then after school we played (singin)Ring around the rosie, pocket full of dreams and posiesPatty-cake, a bakers man, tag youre it, kick the canI think I hear my mama calling, gotta goMan I loved her soHigh school days, me and becky learninWhat it really means to be in loveGive and take, holdin back for heavens sakeFightin for a week, then makin upI said please becky wont you marry me?Prom night in my car out by the curbShe was so surprised, first she laughed and then she criedAnd somewhere in my heart Im sure I heardRing around the rosie, pocket full of dream and posiesPatty-cake, a bakers man, tag youre it, kick the canMama flashed the porch light for me, gotta goMan I love her soWhen love is wrong, it dies, and thats the way it goesBut when its right, you know love growsLaura jean was born in tennesseeThats a common little miracle I knowBut for me and becky-lynn shes the dream that started when weFell in love so many years ago(singin)Ring around the rosie, pocket full of dreams and posiesPattycake, a bakers man, tag youre it, kick the canI think I hear your mama callin, gotta goOh man I love her so
