A Cow In Old Milwaukee
In the capital of Wisconsin
Lived an old milk cow named Muss
That cow had such an ornery streak
She made us all want to cuss
We knew not to say any dirty words
'Cause Mother would surely whip us
Just the thought of helping her milk that cow
And the shivers would totally grip us
Mother always did the milking
But one of us had to hold the tail
Muss flipped that tail right in our faces
She was mean and not at all frail
Upon my honor I really thought
That old milk cow was crazy
The day I saw her in the field
Trying to uproot a daisy
I wondered what she was doing
I'd never seen such a thing before
By golly that cow was flirting
With the bull in the pasture next door
It wasn't long before old Muss
Gave birth to a little brown calf
Watching that cow and her little offspring
Made us kids all hoot and laugh
You'd think that calf would have mellowed Muss
But her daughter was so ugly and gawky
And I’m sure she took her meanness from
That cow in old Milwaukee
Kathleen McCoy Eldridge©
May 12, 2006
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Song: Milk Cow Blues Sequencer Unknown To Me
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