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Yeah, I was always the lazy one a southern californian
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But I got some kin folk on the Mason Dixon line
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Sold this summer just for fun hopped in my Dolorian
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And headed for Uncle's farm for a short time
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I thought that I would be huntin and fishin
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I misunderstood him somehow
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>So far there's nothing but Georgia to mention
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>I'm gettin' my feedin the sows
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>CHORUS
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But how do you milk a cow
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How do milk you milk cow
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I wouldn't in FF
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This cow must think I'm crazy
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A bunderin' this way
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I'm sittin here a pullin
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But there ain't nothing coming out
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Oh me I e I oh
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How do you milk a cow
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>2ND VERSE
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>Well I love it here in Tennessee
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>But these farmers all make fun of me
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>Can't haul much hay in tiny sports car
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>So got myself a four wheel drive
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>Learned to spot light deer at night
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One things for sure I hate shovlen manure
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It gets all over my over alls
>Them hores need shoeing I hear Bessie mooing
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> So I thought maybe I'd ask you all
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> How do you milk a cow
