Lyrics:

1972
Writer(s): Michael Martin Murphey, Larry Cansler

Open the windows, Virginia
Let the wind blow the papers away
Don't know if you got it in ya
Just like a doc the eighth grade
You'll soon be an old maid

School teacher, rule preacher
Cool creature, school teacher

You're up again, Virginia
Simple arithmatic shows a delay
Do all the sums deep within ya
Oh, yes, and then a final grade
You'll soon be an old maid

School teacher, rule preacher
Cool creature, school teacher

Oh

Your souls in limbo, Virginia
You found a formula for your mistakes
God doesn't know where to send ya
The bible black, opaque, keepsake
And your red hairs goin' gray,

School teacher, rule preacher
Cool creature, school teacher

School teacher, rule preacher
Cool creature, school teacher
Cool creature, Cool creature
Cool Creature, school teacher
Cool Creature, school teacher
Rule preacher, cool creature