Rebecca lynn grew up in carolina
Half a mile from tucker cherrys farm
A quiet girl with green eyes full of fire
Her daddys pride and all her mamas charm

Rebecca lynn became my hearts desire
Long about the start of second grade
Mrs. rosenbloom let me sit beside her
We passed notes then after school we played (singin)

Ring around the rosie, pocket full of dreams and posies
Patty-cake, a bakers man, tag youre it, kick the can
I think I hear my mama calling, 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 heavens sake
Fightin for a week, then makin up

I said please becky wont 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 Im sure I heard

Ring around the rosie, pocket full of dream and posies
Patty-cake, a bakers man, tag youre it, kick the can
Mama flashed the porch light for me, gotta go
Man I love her so

When love is wrong, it dies, and thats the way it goes
But when its right, you know love grows

Laura jean was born in tennessee
Thats a common little miracle I know
But for me and becky-lynn shes the dream that started when we
Fell in love so many years ago(singin)

Ring around the rosie, pocket full of dreams and posies
Pattycake, a bakers man, tag youre it, kick the can
I think I hear your mama callin, gotta go
Oh man I love her so