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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'
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
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
all last night
Plannin what he's gonna say
Makin sure it sounded right
As he turned the corner by the milk and orange juice
Playin tonsil hockey with
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
Intro
Rap by R.Kelly


(feat. R. Kelly, Fabolous)

[R. Kelly]
Y'all know what this is
so bob your heads, yeah
ladies it's your boyfriend
he didn't quite

Bob and Mae come up from little town
Way down by lake Texoma where he coaches football
They were two A champions now for two years
but he didn't quite 

Bob and Mae come up from little town
Way down by lake Texoma where he coaches football
They were two A champions now for two
the seed who sucked the milk from Mahalia
You wishin' Shaolin Island could be swallowed up by the sea
Gobbled up, like the lost city of Moore and Atlantis
little crimson pinholes sweat on vintage quill venom 
Developed by a fatal blues anthology.
Communities on cue bury their ostrich beaks.
Thought it was
a checkered double-knit suit drove up in a large El Dorado Cadillac, leased from BOB SPREEN...

("Where the freeways meet in Downey!")

...And he laid