Mellow Jellow t'was a fellow
A fellow so mellow he melt
He left a note for all who'd wrote
A letter of how they'd once felt
His note was proud and read aloud
By beckoning gals from beyond
"I fear it's near,
Yet I don't fear,
Too mellow to steer,
Clear of what's near.
I fear it's here,
And drippings I hear,
I hear the fear I'm without."
Mellow Jellow t'was a fellow
A fellow without a good doubt
Until the day he went away
mellow was always talked about