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THE OLD COW.
Tinkle, tinkle, a bell I hear,
Ringing softly and drawing near,
'Tis the gentle cow returning home
From the pasture lands where she likes to roam,
Ringing softly and drawing near,
'Tis the gentle cow returning home
From the pasture lands where she likes to roam,
Where she feeds on the grasses, fresh and sweet,
And drinks from the pond where the streamlets meet
And strolls at noon under shady trees,
Catching a cooler breath in the breeze.
And drinks from the pond where the streamlets meet
And strolls at noon under shady trees,
Catching a cooler breath in the breeze.
Tinkle, tinkle! her bell rings out,
While all day long she wanders about;
But when the sun is low in the west,
She is glad to come back to the barn and rest
While all day long she wanders about;
But when the sun is low in the west,
She is glad to come back to the barn and rest
September 17th, 1882.
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