Sallymae’s Return to the Wise Old Cow (Sallymae Hogsby)

Описание: Sallymae’s Return to the Wise Old Cow (Sallymae Hogsby)
lyrics by Sallymae Hogsby & ChatGPT
image by Meta AI
music by Suno AI

Sallymae’s Return to the Wise Old Cow

Now listen here, I got a tale to spin—
A winter night not long ago.
Ellen Miz Ellen was cool as cider,
But I near fainted in the snow.
Our car broke down with a wheeze and a frown,
Left us stranded in the cold,
And the next thing I knew, in a barn of straw,
A cow spoke wise and old.

Well, since that night I ain’t been the same—
Dream of lanterns, hay, and tea.
And Ellen kept saying, “Sallymae, quit playin’,
That cow just took a shine to me.”
But I knew deep down in my trembling heart
We just had to go back now,
So today I baked her buttermilk biscuits
To thank that noble cow.

Oh, wise old cow, we’re back somehow,
With warm biscuits wrapped in blue.
You saved our hides on a frosty night—
Now this song’s my thanks to you.
If trouble comes, or the engine hums
Then dies with a pitiful “pow,”
I know where I’ll go when the cold winds blow—
Straight back to that wise old cow.

So Ellen and I drove out at dawn
Past the meadows trimmed in white.
The car behaved, but I said a prayer
Just in case it quit outright.
And there she was by the barnyard gate,
Chewing cud like royalty,
She blinked once slow and said, “My dears…
It’s lovely you came to see me.”

We sat in the hay while she told us truths
About storms and finding grace,
About taking care of one another
When the world feels out of place.
I asked her how she learned such things,
She said, “Child, cows observe.
Some folks rush on past the quiet—
But patience has its reward.”

Oh, wise old cow, we’re back somehow,
With warm biscuits wrapped in blue.
You saved our hides on a frosty night—
Now this song’s my thanks to you.
If trouble comes, or the engine hums
Then dies with a pitiful “pow,”
I know where I’ll go when the cold winds blow—
Straight back to that wise old cow.

Ellen teased, “You’re smitten, dear,”
I said, “No—well… maybe so.”
It ain’t every day that a cow gives counsel
With a lantern’s gentle glow.

When we finally rose to take our leave,
The car started smooth as cream.
The cow said, “Girls, remember now—
Life’s kinder than it seems.”
And I swear the wind felt warmer then,
Though the sky was pale and gray,
And I tucked her words in my winter coat
To carry through the day.

Oh, wise old cow, we found you now,
And we’ll visit you again.
For the world’s much brighter, softer, lighter
With a talking bovine friend.
If fate goes sour or we lose our power,
We won’t worry anyhow—
We know where to run when the night is done—
Straight back to that wise old cow.