Sung to the tune of Don McLean's American Pie:
                              
AMERICAN COW PIE
A long long time ago I can still remember how that mooing use to give me gas
And I knew if I had my chance
That I could make those cows dance
And maybe they'd be happy for a while.
But cold wind made me shiver
With every cowpie I'd deliver
Bad moos on the quick step
I couldn't make one more cowflop
I can't remember if I cried
When I read about his bovine bride
But someone milked me deep inside
The day the mooing died
So{Refrain}
Bye-bye, Miss American CowPie
Drove my bessie to the barn
But the barn was dry
And them good old cows were eatin shakes and pies
Mooing this'll be the day that I fly
This'll be the day that I fly
Did you write the Book of Moo
And do you have faith in Carl above
If the flop tells you so
Do you believe in chewing cud
Can Moo save your mortal soul
And can you teach me how to chew real slow
Well, I know that you're in love with him
'Cause I saw you grazing in the gym
You both kicked off your bells
Man, I dig that chewing of cud
I was a lonely teenage strutting cow
With pink shiny gums and a ringing bell
It's my milk you like to suck
The day the mooing died
I started singin'
{Refrain}
Now for ten years we've been grazing free
And cows grows fat with a kidney stone
But that's not how it used to be
When the maid wants her meat so nice and lean
Not the pork he borrowed from Jimmy Dean
And a menu that came from you and me
Oh, and while the cook was looking down
The waiter stole his hairy hound
The barnyard was tilled and turned
No barn was burned
And when Lenny got bad marks
The dogs ran wild in the park
And we ate sausages in the dark
The day the mooing died
We were singing
{Refrain}
Henny Youngman in a summer sweater 
Hes old but never looked better
Eighty years old and fading fast
He'll soon be under the grass
The mower needs lots of gas
With the waiter's broken arm in a cast
Now the cowpies have their own sweet perfume
While the farmers dance under the full moon
We all got up to moo
Oh, but we never put on our shoes
Cause the cows tried to eat the field
The munching cows refused to yield
Do you recall what was revealed
The day the mooing died
We started singing
{Refrain}
Oh, in the barns that is our place
A whole herd Lost in Space
With no grass left to grow again
So come on, cows be nimble, cows be quick
let a cow give you a lick
'Cause his tongue is your best friend
Oh, and I watched Buz up on the stage
My bells were ringing with bovine rage
No cow born in hell
Could break that farmers spell
And as the milk pails were emptied though the night
The cow is always right
I saw cows mooing with delight
The day the mooing died
He was singing
{Refrain}
I met a cow who sang the blues
And I asked her if she liked her shoes
But she just mooed and walked away
I went down to the bovine store
Where I'd heard the mooing years before
But the cow there said the milk wasn't hay
And in the fields the cows they were lean
The farmers cried, and the chickens dreamed
But not a moo was spoken
The cow bells all were broken
And the three meals I admire most
The cakes, jam and the Holy toast
They sent the last cowpie up the coast
The day the mooing died
And they were singing
{Refrain}
Bye-bye, Miss American CowPie Drove my bessie to the barn
But the barn was dry
And them good old cows were eatin shakes and pies
Mooing this'll be the day that I fly
This'll be the day that I fly

by Reverend Mad Dog
The Holy Church of Moo

Moo Oom,
David


DAILY COW/Cows Loose On The Highway
http://pages.prodigy.com/dczine/index2.htm
THE HOLY CHURCH OF MOO/A Call To Cud
http://members.aol.com/DailyCow/indexhcom.htm