Milk Cow Blues

Well, I woke up this mornin'
 And 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 on home
 'Cause I ain't had no milk and butter
 Since that cow been gone
 Well, you gotta treat me right, honey
 Day by day
 Get out your liitle prayer book
 Get down upon your knees and pray
 'Cause you gonna need me
 You're gonna need my
 Help someday
 And, Lord, you're goin' to be sorry
 You treated me this way, y'all
 (Now take it away, boys)
 (Ronnie Huckaby on the piano)
 (Rick McRae on the guitar)
 Sail on, little gal, sail on
 Sail on, sail on, sail on, little gal, sail on
 You're gonna keep right on to sailin'
 'Til you lose your happy home
 (Gene Elders on the Fiddle)
 (That's Benny and Rick)
 Well, good evening
 Don't that sun look good goin' down
 I said, well, good evening
 Don't that sun look good goin' down
 And don't that ol' Army cot look lonely
 When your lover ain't no place around
 Well, I tried everything, baby
 To get along with you
 And now I'm gonna tell you
 What I'm gonna do
 I'm gonna stop my cryin'
 Gon' leave you alone
 And if you don't think I'm leavin', big momma
 Just count them days, I'm gone
 You ain't gonna see me
 You ain't gonna see my sweet face no more
 Lord, you're gonna be wondering, honey
 Where in this world I've gone
 Milk Cow Blues
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