INTRO: D G Em AD G Em A The cows in the moo yard are making their plansG Em D A For the long winter nights and the cold winter handsD G Em A Some out in the fields, are covered with snowG Em D A The black ones turn white and the white ones don't showD G Em A Big lumps in the sunset, between bovine dreamsG Em D A Their icicled udders are waiting for springD G Em A And up from the road, comes the sound of the wheelG Em D A Just an old ice cream wagon, they say, "I know how you feel"D G Em A Some dream of India, where their cousins are starsG Em D A But they don't like the crowds, they stay where they areD G Em A And some dream of Florida, of roaming the beachG Em D A With metal detectors for gold they can reachD G Em A Well, what can you do? It's the ice or the fliesG Em D A The temperature slowing, the tails going byD G Em A It's a dairy existence, and I must concludeG Em D A Cold milk in a bottle still beats frozen food
Winter Cows
John Gorka
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