Those school girl days
Of biting nails and telling tail are gone
But in my mind
I know they still will live on and on
But how do you thank someone
Who's taken you from crayons to perfume
It isn't easy but I'll try
And if you wanted the sky
I would right across the sky in letters
That soar about a thousand feet high
To Sir with Love
Those awkward years
Have hurried by why do they fly away
Why is it Sir children grow up to be people one day
What takes the place of climbing trees
And dirty knees in the world outside
What is there for you I can buy
Let me try
Cause if you wanted the world
I'd surround it in a wall and I'd scrawl
In letters that are ten feet tall
To Sir with love
But tell me soon
Cause if you wanted the moon
I would try to make a start
But I would rather you let me give my heart
To who Sir to you Sir with love
Chorus
Black, Don; Granier, R; London, Marc 1967
arranged by Margaret Owens1994