Monday, April 4, 2011

THE COW SONG

I'm gonna play this ol' guitar until the cows come home
a-moo a-moo
I don't know why they had to go to Gnome
a-moo a-moo

They wanted to see a real live Eskimo
But all that happened was their milk had turned to snow
a-moo a-moo a-moo

I'm gonna play this ol' guitar until the cows come home
a-moo a-moo
It's the e-pit-o-me, or is that epi-tome?
a-moo a-moo

I guess water is thicker than blood
That is of course if you've got to chew your cud
a-moo a-moo a-moo

I'm gonna play this ol guitar until the cows come home
a-moo a-moo
I don't know why they had to go to Rome
a-moo a-moo

They have an appointment with the pope right about now
Some silly business about a holy cow
a-moo a-moo a-moo

I'm gonna play this ol' guitar until the cows come home
a-moo a-moo
They've got a idol, a cow made out of chrome
a-moo a-moo

They kneel in worship, it brings them good luck
They got it of some cowboy's pickup truck
a-moo a-moo a-moo

~June 6, 1989

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