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The Gentle Cow she gives us milk Her skin is smooth and soft as silk She walks about the field all day about what she thinks I cannot say perhaps she thinks it is not right That every morning and every night She gives us milk and never get paid for what she gives us twice a day
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Jun 18, 2014
Jun 18, 2014 at 7:35 PM UTC
The Gentle Cow by Unknown
The Gentle Cow she gives us milk Her skin is smooth and soft as silk She walks about the field all day about what she thinks I cannot say perhaps she thinks it is not right That every morning and every night She gives us milk and never get paid for what she gives us twice a day
Learned this in school in South Africa in the 50s.
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Jun 18, 2014
Jun 18, 2014 at 7:35 PM UTC
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