Old 97s

I was a debater

Was not a stoner nor an inline skater

Was not a player nor a player hater

I was just a bookworm on a respirator

Who’s to say that’s wrong



I was in the chess club

Didn’t have a swimming pool much less a true love

Didn’t have a dalliance much less a hot tub

I was just a brain whose brain would never let up

Who’s to say that’s wrong



The twelve years after five

Are years we’re lucky to survive

Hang in there friends forever

In memory far away

Hang in there friends forever

In memory far away



Went out for the football team

Found out the hard way you can’t live your Dad’s dream

Had pretty thin skin to be in the machine

Then I found a guitar and the rest’s a fanzine

Who’s to say what’s wrong



The moral of the song

Is that the high school kids are wrong

You know they have been all along

Come graduation you’ll be gone

Hang in there friends forever

In memory far away