Song | Milk Cow Blues Boogie |
Artist | Elvis Presley |
Album | A Date With Elvis |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Lyrics:K.Arnold Music:K.Arnold | |
Well, I woke up this morning, | |
And I looked out the door. | |
I can tell that old milk cow | |
By the way she lowed. | |
Hold it fellows, that don't move me. | |
Let's get real, real gone for a change. | |
Well, I woke up this morning | |
And I looked out the door | |
I can tell that that old milk cow | |
I can tell the way she lowed. | |
Well, if you've seen my milk cow, | |
Please ride her on home. | |
I ain't had no milk or butter | |
Since that cow's been gone. | |
Well, I tried to treat you right, | |
Day by day. | |
Get out your little prayer book | |
Get down on your knees and pray. | |
For you're gonna need, | |
You're gonna need your loving daddy's help someday. | |
Well, then you're gonna be sorry | |
For treating me this way. | |
Well, believe me, don't that sun look good going down? | |
Well, believe me, don't that sun look good going down? | |
Well, don't that old moon look lonesome | |
When your baby's not around. | |
Well, I tried everything to get along with you. | |
I'm gonna tell you what I'm going do. | |
I'm gonna quit my crying, I'm gonna leave you alone. | |
If you don't believe I'm leaving, you can count the days I'm | |
gone. | |
I'm gonna leave. | |
You're gonna need your loving daddy's help someday. | |
Well, you're gonna be sorry | |
You treated me this way. |
Lyrics: K. Arnold Music: K. Arnold | |
Well, I woke up this morning, | |
And I looked out the door. | |
I can tell that old milk cow | |
By the way she lowed. | |
Hold it fellows, that don' t move me. | |
Let' s get real, real gone for a change. | |
Well, I woke up this morning | |
And I looked out the door | |
I can tell that that old milk cow | |
I can tell the way she lowed. | |
Well, if you' ve seen my milk cow, | |
Please ride her on home. | |
I ain' t had no milk or butter | |
Since that cow' s been gone. | |
Well, I tried to treat you right, | |
Day by day. | |
Get out your little prayer book | |
Get down on your knees and pray. | |
For you' re gonna need, | |
You' re gonna need your loving daddy' s help someday. | |
Well, then you' re gonna be sorry | |
For treating me this way. | |
Well, believe me, don' t that sun look good going down? | |
Well, believe me, don' t that sun look good going down? | |
Well, don' t that old moon look lonesome | |
When your baby' s not around. | |
Well, I tried everything to get along with you. | |
I' m gonna tell you what I' m going do. | |
I' m gonna quit my crying, I' m gonna leave you alone. | |
If you don' t believe I' m leaving, you can count the days I' m | |
gone. | |
I' m gonna leave. | |
You' re gonna need your loving daddy' s help someday. | |
Well, you' re gonna be sorry | |
You treated me this way. |
Lyrics: K. Arnold Music: K. Arnold | |
Well, I woke up this morning, | |
And I looked out the door. | |
I can tell that old milk cow | |
By the way she lowed. | |
Hold it fellows, that don' t move me. | |
Let' s get real, real gone for a change. | |
Well, I woke up this morning | |
And I looked out the door | |
I can tell that that old milk cow | |
I can tell the way she lowed. | |
Well, if you' ve seen my milk cow, | |
Please ride her on home. | |
I ain' t had no milk or butter | |
Since that cow' s been gone. | |
Well, I tried to treat you right, | |
Day by day. | |
Get out your little prayer book | |
Get down on your knees and pray. | |
For you' re gonna need, | |
You' re gonna need your loving daddy' s help someday. | |
Well, then you' re gonna be sorry | |
For treating me this way. | |
Well, believe me, don' t that sun look good going down? | |
Well, believe me, don' t that sun look good going down? | |
Well, don' t that old moon look lonesome | |
When your baby' s not around. | |
Well, I tried everything to get along with you. | |
I' m gonna tell you what I' m going do. | |
I' m gonna quit my crying, I' m gonna leave you alone. | |
If you don' t believe I' m leaving, you can count the days I' m | |
gone. | |
I' m gonna leave. | |
You' re gonna need your loving daddy' s help someday. | |
Well, you' re gonna be sorry | |
You treated me this way. |