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Aw milk cow blues yeah
Aw Larry!
Ah Tim, c'mon tell 'em now!

I woke up this mornin'
Looked out my door
I can tell my milk cow
I can tell by
Aw milk cow blues yeah
Aw Larry!
Ah Tim, c'mon tell 'em now!

I woke up this mornin'
Looked out my door
I can tell my milk cow
I can tell by
Well I woke up this mornin'
Looked outdoors
I can tell my milk cow
I can tell by the way she lows
If you see my milk cow
Please drive her
love" and "Milk Cow Blues"
"The Oklahoma Stomp" and "Born To Lose"
Tip your hat to "The Rose of San Antone"
Here we go with the "Cotton Eyed Joe"
Well I woke up this mornin'
Looked outdoors
I can tell my milk cow
I can tell by the way she lows
If you see my milk cow
Please drive her
Well I woke up this mornin'
Looked outdoors
I can tell my milk cow
I can tell by the way she lows
If you see my milk cow
Please drive her
Well I woke up this mornin'
Looked outdoors
I can tell my milk cow
I can tell by the way she lows
If you see my milk cow
Please drive her
Well I woke up this mornin'
Looked outdoors
I can tell my milk cow
I can tell by the way she lows
If you see my milk cow
Please drive her
This was the first blues I ever learnt from 
Bob Wells and the Texas Playboys 
called the Milk Cow Blues

Yeah
Well I did woke up this mornin'
Well I woke up this mornin'
Looked outdoors
I can tell my milk cow
I can tell by the way she loathes
If you see my milk cow
Please drive her
I rise at six and then I feed the chicks,
And I'm feeling lonesome and blue,

And when I milk the cow it seems, somehow,
My thoughts keep
I rise at six and then I feed the chicks,
And I'm feeling lonesome and blue,

And when I milk the cow it seems, somehow,
My thoughts keep
recognized by a spoon

Birds with empty refridgerators heated up the
children's chairsweat
There was no chance to drive the table without
a blue sock
here tryin' to grind my hardest
Up early so to milk the cow
Keep my John Deere out here plowin' the fields
To keep my john hancock's worth up in
Back door delivery, the mailman remember me 
Don't front now, them breasts are ready, I'ma milk the cow 
With rockets that blow, paralyze your anal
Yo man let me make some Cpt. Crunch
Man alright
Yo man we have any milk?
Yeah, what time is it?
I don't know, what day is it?
Don't know, well
Make my way for the Wu building 
Now I'm chillin' with the neighborhood villains thug life it be on now 
Hear the gun blow as I milk another cow 
Let
well it was a Wednesday
Me and boss hog was kinda hungry
Like two eggs, and a slop beef slice of lettuce
And a glass of milk and some cookies