(From the "B" side of "C'est Si
Bon". Transcribed by Lee Withers (email@example.com))
"PASS THE UDDER UDDER"
- 1.Oh, we grow things mighty big down in Kentucky
- But there's nothing in that state that can
- To a cow that we once had us
- And the name of her was Gladys
- Boy, you should have seen the neighbors stop
- She stood 10 feet tall and had one purple
- It took eight of us to milk her, here is
- She had 27 spigots
- And the tourists all bought tickets
- Just to watch us milk and hear us loudly
- Oh, pass the udder udder and I'll pass it
to my brudder
- And I'll pass the udder udder dis-a-way
- So we passed the udder udder and I passed
it to my brudder
- Oh, we really had our hands full every day.
- 2. We created quite a spectacle, I grant you
- But we milked her just as pretty as you please
- And while people said "How funny,"
- We raked in enough durn money
- To go out and order ermine BVD's.
- Father turned her on her back one Sunday
- Gladys said "I'm upside down, now what's
- "Well, the reason why," said Pop
- "is so the cream will be on top."
- "Gosh," the cow said, "in that case, it's
in the bag!"
- (Repeat chorus)
- 3. Now our Gladys was a star in cattle circles
- Though she couldn't read or write her name
- You would think she'd been to college
- Although she herself acknowledged
- That she gained her fame entirely by pull.
- Gladdys said to us one cold and wintry morning
- She said "Milking is the thing I dearly loves,
- But when I get a cold it lingers
- And I can't stand icy fingers
- So go on back in the house and get your gloves!"