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• Poor Cow - Tanita Tikaram
• Poor Cow - Donovan
• Poor Cow - Peter Bjorn & John
• Poor Cow - Sham 69
• Poor Cow - Donovan Leitch
• Poor Cow - Elton John

Today is my birthday
I stay outside the hall
Inside sit the butterflies
For the butterfly ball
All the boys are graded now
They come in their white socks, flat tops
And somehow they find a placr
All the boys are winning now
They play all the tricks with smiles
And a sorry past
For poor caw
Their own room
And winter tales
Never touched these girls before
They hear the car stereo
And know what life is for
All the boys are weary now
listening to the family sing song
Family say so
Must carve, must carve poor cow
Slice her, slice her up, poor cow
Slice her, slice her up, poor cow
Slice her, slice her up, poor cow
Today is my birthday
I stay outside the hall
Inside sit the butterflies

I dwell in the north in the green country,
Far I'm here, far I'm here
And I take to my rest at the end of day,
Whilst o'erhead pretty stars do play.
And then I dream along,
Then I make a song
About everything that I've known and felt,
And it makes my sadness melt
Then I wake up in the funny old kind of day,
The rain has gone away,
Watching the children sing and play
In the garden and the roadway.
Up comes a little one singing a song
About a friend she knows called Rosie.
Off to the greenwood you must go, bring-a me one fine posie.
All of a sudden I'm light as air, I feel sad as a butterfly.
Oh, I dwell with my pride and my songs and things
Wearily, oh so wearily
And I dream of the girl with the sunshine eye
Sundaily, whatever she may be.
And then I dream along
Then I make a song
About everything that I've known and felt
And it makes my sadness melt.
Then I wake up in the funny old kind of day,
The rain has gone away
Watching the children sing and play
In the garden and the roadway
Up comes a little one singing a song
About a friend she knows called Rosie.
Off to the greenwood you must go, bring-a me one fine posie.
All of a sudden I'm light as air, I feel sad as a butterfly.
Oh, I dwell in the north in the green country,
Far I'm here, far I'm here
And I dream of the girl with the sunshine eye
Sundaily, whatever she may be.
And then I dream along,
And then I make a song
About everything that I've known and felt,

When all is gone and things go wrong
We don't need them anymore
The artifacts and all they lack
We don't need them anymore
I don't have the means and so it seems
For now I can't participate
But I waited long, now the dollar's strong again
I still can't participate
When we don't consume, it seems we are immune
To all of the faults they sell
You know as well as I, that's a lie
'Cause I wanna spend, I wanna spend
In a never ending story but it always ends
I wanna spend, I wanna spend
In a never ending story but it always ends
And when I die, the angels will try
To count on my belongings
To measure my word, pure gold solitaire
To see if I'm worth keeping
But the house I rent and the car I drive
I'm sorry but they ain't mine
You know I as well as I, that's no lie
'Cause I wanna spend, I wanna spend
In a never ending story but it always ends
I wanna spend, I wanna spend
In a never ending story but it always ends

poor cow you had your chance
they said she is jsut plane jane
isnt it just same to be just plane jane
oh will you ever know your name
poor cow you had your chance
they said she is just plane jane
isnt it just same to be just plane jane
oh will you ever know your name
poor cow you lied to all man kind
but you get fucked up by the out of touch
poor cow you need all so much
poor cow you had your chance
they said she is just plane jane
isnt it just same to be just plane jane
oh will you ever know your name
poor cow you had your chance
they said she is just plane jane
isnt it just same to be just plane jane
oh will you ever know your name
poor cow you lied to all man kind
but you get fucked up by the out of touch
poor cow you need all so much
poor cow you had your chance
they said she is jsut plane jane
isnt it just same to be just plane jane
oh will you ever know your name
poor cow you had your chance
they said she is just plane jane
isnt it just same to be just plane jane
oh will you ever know your name
poor cow you lied to all man kind
but you get fucked up by the out of touch
poor cow you need all so much
poor cow you had your chance
they said she is jsut plane jane
isnt it just same to be just plane jane
oh will you ever know your name
poor cow you had your chance
they said she is just plane jane
isnt it just same to be just plane jane
oh will you ever know your name
poor cow you lied to all man kind
but you get fucked up by the out of touch

From the album best of donovan ii
Oh, I dwelt in the north in the green country,
Far-a-mere, far from here;
And dream of the girl with the sunshine eyes
Sundaily, Sundaily;
And I take to my rest at the end of day,
Whilst o'erhead the pretty stars do play.
And I dream along,
And I make a song
About everything that I've known and felt;
And it makes the sadness melt.
Then I wake up in the funny old kind of day,
The rain has gone away,
Watching the children sing and play
In the garden and the roadway.
Up comes a little one singin' a song
About a friend she knows called Rosie.
Off to the green wood you must go,
To bring (h)er a one fine posie.
All of a sudden the night is empty,
You're sad as a butterfly.
Oh I dwelt in the north in the green country,
Far-a-mere, far-a-mere;
And I dwelt with my pride and my songs and things
Wearily, wearily;
And I dream of the girl with the sunshine eyes
Sundaily, wherever she may be.
And I dream along,
And I make a song
About everything that I've known and felt;
And it makes the sadness melt.
Then I wake up in the funny old kind of day,
The rain has gone away
Watching the little ones sing and play
In the garden and the roadway.
Up comes a little one singin' a song
About a friend she knows called Rosie.
Off to the green wood you must go, to bring (h)er a one fine posie.
All of a sudden the night is empty, you're sad as a butterfly.
Oh, I dwelt in the north in the green country,
Far-a-mere, wearily;
And I dream of the girl with the sunshine eyes
Sundaily, wherever she may be.
And I dream along,
And I make a song
About everything that I've known and felt,

There's another one due in three month's time
She'll have to paint the spare room blue
She'll work a little overtime
And hope it all works out for Frank and her
If she can keep him home nights
Away from those factory girls
And the gas bills come and the money burns
And Frank just keeps complaining
How little they both earn
And mother drops by Mondays
Just to nag about the world
Then she stays to nag at Dallas
`Cause she hates those Texas girls
Poor cow
You'll get your dumb man
You'll see your whole life coming at you
In the back of his hand
Poor cow
It's a monkey see town
You'll walk down the aisle
In the hand me down gown
Of some poor cow
Oh them rich bitch girls
Ain't like our lass
Got no spine for labour
Like us working class
Us gamey lot
Still got our pride
We got our health