Sung by: ? Treat
Recorded at the Leslie Homecoming, 6/13/63

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Well, I went to milk one winter morning,
Weary at the stool.
That old red cow just stood and looked
At me like I was a fool.
I sat down on my little stool,
And not a word was said
‘Til I had placed the pail beneath
The old cow’s . . . head.

Chorus: Oh, I’m a jolly farmer;
I work from sun to sun.
I sometimes go a-fishing
And a-hunting to my gun (?),
And when I get married,
She must know how
To feed the hens, slop the pigs,
And milk the old red cow.

Someday when I get married,
I ain't doing a thing,
But sit around the house and wait
For the dairy bell to ring.
It'll be nice to have a wife
Around to do the chores.
That old red cow will never kick me
Out of the lot no more.


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