Milk Cow Blues

Well, I woke up this mornin' And looked outdoors I can tell my milk cow I can tell by the way she lows If you see my milk cow Please drive her on home 'Cause I ain't had no milk and butter Since that cow been gone Well, you gotta treat me right, honey Day by day Get out your liitle prayer book Get down upon your knees and pray 'Cause you gonna need me You're gonna need my Help someday And, Lord, you're goin' to be sorry You treated me this way, y'all (Now take it away, boys) (Ronnie Huckaby on the piano) (Rick McRae on the guitar) Sail on, little gal, sail on Sail on, sail on, sail on, little gal, sail on You're gonna keep right on to sailin' 'Til you lose your happy home (Gene Elders on the Fiddle) (That's Benny and Rick) Well, good evening Don't that sun look good goin' down I said, well, good evening Don't that sun look good goin' down And don't that ol' Army cot look lonely When your lover ain't no place around Well, I tried everything, baby To get along with you And now I'm gonna tell you What I'm gonna do I'm gonna stop my cryin' Gon' leave you alone And if you don't think I'm leavin', big momma Just count them days, I'm gone You ain't gonna see me You ain't gonna see my sweet face no more Lord, you're gonna be wondering, honey Where in this world I've gone Milk Cow Blues Yeah