My name is cow, And wen it's nite, Or wen the moon, is shyning brite, And all the men, Haf gone to bed, I stay up late, I lik the bred.
And wen it's nite,
Or wen the moon,
is shyning brite,
And all the men,
Haf gone to bed,
I stay up late,
I lik the bred.