Six Red Cows

1.
Six red cows in the pasture,
heads down in tall grass,
food factories, fodder vacs.

Old Bill leans and thinks
on the kids the pasture fed
and clothed, three days in Reno.

Now's the time to listen,
quit fighting thistles,
ground squirrels and ticks.

2.
Six red cows in the pasture,
heads down, happy
with the life they've built.

They don't clean the barn,
don't pay the bills,
calves grow fast.

There's a cow rumor now
that a new bull's coming,
and nobody dies of old age.

3.
The pasture gets ready
for the next go round,
a sage thrasher sings up.