paul barrère & fred tackett





well now she taught school when she moved west

but we all knew what she did best

she like to stay out late at night down at the juke joint

and jump and shimmy 'til she felt allright



well it started long ago

so long i can't remember

might have been may, and it might 'a' been december

the boys in their pickups, hangin' out by the gate

'til her daddy come out yellin'

hey boys its gettin' late, now



eula.....everybody loves you

eula.....i love ya too, yeah

eula.....honey won't ya teach me

a thing or two that i can't learn in school



well the boy come down, down from missippi

the people all said he look just like a hippie

eula took a look at him the first day 'a' school

with his long hair, sideburns, yeah the boy is cool



down in the holler', in the dead 'a' night

doin' whatcha doin', whatcha doin' feelin' right

no one really knew exactly what went down

but two months later little eula left town



eula.....everybody loves you

eula.....i love ya too, yeah

eula.....honey won't ya teach me

a thing or two that i can't learn in school



we miss the sweet way, ya used to sashay

eula pretty girl, why did ya go

our hearts are breakin', we feel forsakin'

hey you were the heart 'a' dixie



eula.....everybody loves you

eula.....i love ya too, yeah

eula.....honey won't ya teach me

a thing or two that i can't learn in school