The Cows Are In The Clover

Cat. #0432 (MFH #102) - As sung by Mr. Harry Bennett, Wheatland, Missouri on November 23, 1959

VERSE 1
I love to wander by th stream
That winds among th trees
An' watch th birds flit to an' fro
Among the autumn leaves
From morn till night, is my delight
To wander by th shore
But when I do my Mothers voice
Comes from th kitchen door

CHORUS
Maggie, Maggie, th cows are in th clover
They've trampled there since morn
Go an' drive them Maggie
To th ole red barn

VERSE 2
I'm never allowed to have a beau
Except it's on th sly
He came an' took me yesterday
We walked in thru th rye
We strolled along, so lovingly
It seemed just like a dream
When just within th kitchen
Came that ole familiar scream

VERSE 3
I'm never allowed to have a beau
Except it's on th sly
He came an' took me yesterday
We walked in thru th rye
We strolled along, so lovingly
It seemed just like a dream
When just within th kitchen
Came that ole familiar scream