( long instrumental introduction )


In the mornin'
Farmer's comin'
With a pail of cold clear water

And he pours it
In your trough bin
Just to get your stall in order

And the horses
All are neighin'
As you grab some grain to eat

And your molars
Start their bangin'
As the sheep around you bleat


(Yeah)
Your cud's back, jack
Chew it again
Meal churnin' 'round and 'round
Your cud's back, jack
Chew it again


When you know
Fleas are upon you
Then you find your only friend

Is the Farmer
With a sprayer
And every flea meets its end

When you feel
A little bloated
With milk in each teat that shudders

That's the time
When you'll be wond'rin'
When will Farmer squeeze your udders?


(Yeah)
Your cud's back, jack
Chew it again
Meal churnin' 'round and 'round
Your cud's back, jack
Chew it again


( electric guitar solo - organ solo )


Now you moo
And kick - you're beggin',
Farmer Jones to drain your cream

Then you find
Your udders back in
Tubes of that milking machine

Your yogurt
Makes Farmer money
And he milks you when you're able

With his hand
He milks you, honey
And puts food upon his table


(Yeah)
Your cud's back, jack
Chew it again
Meal churnin' 'round and 'round
Your cud's back, jack
Chew it again


( repeat chorus and fade )