When the bell begins to ringing, you best be believing
I’m gonna cut out through the fields
Past my deddy’s crops and momma’s blacksmith shop
The ground won’t even touch my heels
Back with all my buddies: bats and bugs and bunnies
All asking “how do you do?”
Secret conversations, where others lack the patience
But I sure did miss you too

After all the speaking, we start the hide-n-seeking
No other kids around
It’s too easy I’m told, with my ringlets of gold
And my skin a creamy brown
My sundress is all grimy, not long before they find me
The ox just shakes his head
“Thank you for the playing, I’m worn out and must be laying”
And Ollie just makes a bed
The others come and join him, but because of the enjoyment
Energy fills me instead

By the woods I’m running, the coppice needs a-burning
The bushes all overgrown
I hear the distant thunder, so I decide to duck under
Because I’m too far from home
The trees were like shingles, I didn’t feel a sprinkle
As I was making a brand new way
They gully washer kept on coming, but I just kept on humming
Running deeper in without delay
I think that I had better make myself a shelter
The storm’s gonna grow worse all day