In honour of my dad, whose birthday is fast approaching, I am posting the lyrics of a song I heard on cbc radio while driving home that made me laugh until I cried. May I present to you: Cows Around, by Corb Lund, on his album, Cabin Fever.
Chorus:
Well everything is better with some cows around
Livin' in town sometimes brings me down
Let me bestow this western blessing, share what I have found
May you always have cows around
First verse:
What else you gonna spend that extra money on?
What else is gonna get you up hours before dawn?
What else is gonna keep toiling on and on and on?
May you always have cows around
C’mon you know that you got too much time on your hands
Not merely enough complication in your plans
You need to invite all the frustration that you can
Chorus:
May you always have cows around
Everything is better with some cows around
Livin' in town sometimes brings me down
Let me bestow this western blessing, leave you saddle bound
May you always have cow around
Second verse:
What else can make the bishop swear like a sailor might?
What else can cause such tension between a man and his wife?
What else could ever bring all these enhancements to your life?
May you always have cows around
What else is gonna get out when ya don’t close the gate?
What else’ll make ya prematurely show your age?
What else’ll take a run at you in a fit of bovine rage?
Chorus:
May you always have cows around
Well everything is better with some cows around
Livin' in town sometimes brings me down
And although this western blessing leaves you cattle bound
May you always have cows around
Third verse:
What kinda cows, Corb?
Well there’s Hereford, Highland,
Simmental, Welsh Black and Maine-Anjou,
Chianina, Limousine, Shorthorn,
Charolais, Watusi too,
Texas Long Horn, Kuri, any Roan, Ankole,
Galloway,
Red Angus, Brahma, Brangus, Jersey, Guernsey, Holstein, Hey!
Well ya mighta had to let 'em dig for oil and gas
Ya mighta had to turn the place to an exotic game ranch
Ya mighta had to do all things to raise the cash
So you’d always have cows around
How else ya gonna lose it all like daddy did?
What else will make sure you leave nothing for your kids?
It’s too late now you know it is, you might as well admit
That you’d a barely floatin', sentimental, masochisticness
And that despite all the statistics and the advice that you get
You will always have cows around
Chorus:
Ya everything is better with some cows around
Livin' in town sometimes brings me down
Well you won’t know what you’re missing till ya hear that sound
May you always have cows around
May you always have cows around
Mooo moo
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