| Song | The Winter Cows |
| Artist | Guided by Voices |
| Album | Sunfish Holy Breakfast |
| So sing, so sing the winter cows | |
| They lowly croak and no-one wonders where they are | |
| Now they know | |
| Just what will come remains a mystery to me | |
| Now they know | |
| Just what will come remains a mystery to me | |
| To me | |
| Remains a mystery | |
| And when they come into our view they disappear like a lonely star | |
| The winter cows are leaving now | |
| The summer sun is burning their eyes | |
| Their infant eyes | |
| Burning their eyes | |
| Their infant eyes | |
| Burning their eyes |