I remember the thirty-five sweet goodbyes
When you put me on the Wolverine up to Annandale
It was still September
When your daddy was quite surprised
To find you with the working girls in the county jail
I was smoking with the boys upstairs when I
Heard about the whole affair, I said oh no
William and Mary wont do
Well, I did not think the girl
Could be so cruel
And Im never going back
To my old school
Oleanders growing outside her door
Soon theyre gonna be in bloom up in Annandale
I cant stand her
Doing what she did before
Living like a gypsy queen in a fairy tale
Well, I hear the whistle but I cant go, Im gonna
Take her down to Mexico, she said oh no
Guadalajara wont do
Well, I did not think the girl
Could be so cruel
And Im never going back
To my old school
California tumbles into the sea
Thatll be the day I go back to Annandale
Tried to warn you
About Chino and Daddy Gee
But I cant seem to get to you through the U.S. Mail
Well I hear the whistle but I cant go, Im gonna
Take her down to Mexico, she said oh no
Guadalajara wont do
Well, I did not think the girl
Could be so cruel
And Im never going back
To my old school