What life is this
Day after day
Stuck in this barn
Just eating hay? ,
All I can do is moo
To make a complaint
From me to you.

I can see you in my field
I`m sure more milk
Out there I`d yield,
I know you`re my friend
And you are kind
But why do you always
Leave me behind? .

Outside my barn icicles grow
Have you seen them
Do you know,
Why is your hair covered in frost
Where is your hat
Has it got lost? .

As you have kept me confined
To this barn
To amuse myself
I`ve spun you a yarn,
If in here I spend much more time
Perhaps I`ll be able to spin it in rhyme.

Now this poor cow`s tired
And off to sleep
My green pasture
Will have to keep.