En I fed him a couple of times, or two,

En I wasn’t a ’fraid-cat—MUCH.

But if my papa goes into the house,

En mamma she goes in, too,

I just keep still, like a little mouse,

Fer the moo-cow-moo might Moo!

The moo-cow-moo’s got a tail like a rope

En it’s raveled down where it grows;

En it’s just like feeling a piece of soap

All over the moo-cow’s nose.