Jellybean Drifter

Last night I got chased on down the hall

Last night I got chased on down the hall

Rolling down like a cannonball

It ended up on out in the yard

And attached to the back was a postcard

I didn't read it 'coz I hate goodbyes

I couldn't read it 'coz it stung my eyes

My feet were hard from the cold cement

But I've still got the stamps from the letter she sent

I will find a way

To get on

If it takes all day

On and on

Spin me out I'm feeling as light

as a feather

Count me out I'm breathing better than ever

Wring me out I'm soaked right through to the bone

Put me in to get second wind again