Milk Cow Blues Songtext
von Bob Wills and His Texas Playboys

Well, I woke up this mornin′, and I looked outdoors
I can tell my milk cow
I can tell by the way she lowed
If you see my milk cow, please, drive her on home
I ain't had no milk and butter
Since my cow′s been gone


Well, you gotta treat me right day by day (uh-huh)
Get out your little prayer book
Get down upon your knees and pray
'Cause you're gonna need
You′re gonna need my help someday (oh talk on, Mister, I′m rightwith you)
Yeah, you're goin′ to be sorry you treated me this way

Well, good evenin', don′t that sun look good goin' down?
Well, good evenin′, don't that sun look good goin' down?
Don′t your home look lonesome when your lover ain′t around?
(Oh, I know what you mean now)


Now, I've tried everythin′, baby, to get along with you (well)
And now I'm gonna tell you what I′m gonna do (buy her a new dress)
I'm gonna stop cryin′, gonna leave you alone
If you don't think I'm leavin′
You can count the days I′m gone 'cause ain′t gonna see
Ain't gonna need my help no way
Yeah, you′re goin' to be sorry you treated me this way
Oh, that′s all, let the milk come down