Tekster: Dad. Counting the Cattle.

I'm countin' the cattle: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5...
I'm countin' the cattle
Just to check if there alive
I'm counting' the cattle: 6, 7, 8, 9, 10
I'm countin' the cattle once again.

Well, the first little cow
She went for a climb, fell off the
Mountain - and then we were 9
The second little cow, she went out
For a date
Discovered it was Wolfie
And then we were 8

I'm countin'...

Well number 3 & number 4 they were longhorned chicks
- Met some horny bulls
And now I'm only countin' 6

Number 5, 6 & 7 went out without their key
The're hanging at the butchers
And I'm only counting 3


I'm countin'...

Well the 8A·9 said: - We're never havin'
Fun!! They packed their things
And left! And I'm only countin'
1!!

Well here we are
Me and Molly
She is brown-spottet, cheerful
And she's jolly
Our son is a muuhtant
- But who gives a damn
- I mean, when the folks
Downtown, calls us:
Mister and mam!!

I'm counting'...