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.