Mister Holland

Hello, Mister Holland

Can Rosie-Mae come out and play?

She's a good girl now

Won't be no trouble, no how

By the way, Mister Holland

I like the way you make no trouble of my skin

It's not a problem

Nor has it ever been

You invited me into your home

Treated me like I was grown

I was only 18

And Rosie was a beauty queen

Hello, Mister Holland

Can Rosie-Mae come out and play?

I'm a good boy now

Won't be no trouble, no how

By the way, Mister Holland

I like the way you treat me like a regular Joe

I wanted a soda

And you said Rosie could go

Anyway, I like your style

Seem like I'll be around for awhile

We can talk about a country mile

And listen to a blues record, check it out, oh

Hello, Mister Holland

Can Rosie-Mae come out and play?

It's a good world now

Won't be no trouble, no how

And by the way, Mister Holland

I like the way you treat me like a regular Bill

My name is not a problem

And oh, it never will

Anyway, I like your way

People oughta be able to play

And keep your soul as black as the night

When you're walking straight into the light

Oh now

Anyhow, I like your way

People oughta be able to play

Keep your soul as black as the night

As you walk into the brighter light

Mama used to fear for me

When you go out in the world, you see

Some people will fear your face and name

But Mister Holland don't play that game

Oh, Mister Holland

Oh, Mister Holland

Oh, Mister Holland

Oh, always treat me right

Oh, Mister Holland

Oh, Mister Holland

Oh, Mister Holland

Oh, Mister Holland always treat me right

Mister Holland

Hey, Mister Holland

Thank you, Mister Holland

You sure 'nough treat me right

Mister Holland

Hey, Mister Holland

Hey, Mister Holland

Well, you always treat me right, oh