I was riding a herd down the Chisholm Trail
The sun beating down on my head
When one of them cows came up to me
And this is what she said:
When you're up, you're up
And when you're down, you're down
And when you're only half way up
You're neither up nor down
I told that old cow just to git along
100 miles still to walk
I had to admit that that cow made sense
But cows ain't supposed to talk!
Song ContributorS Yeager
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