The Old Brown Cow

I guess I must be older now
I can no longer pull the plow
I wonder what will happen now
What ever happened to the Old Brown Cow

Set to pastures like being set aside
No longer able to keep astride
The cutting edge cuts deep your pride
But still those feelings you must hide

Like a head counted in a herd
Your voice alone cannot be heard
So you speak collectively
You only see what the others see

Is this the way it is when you
Get old and can no longer do
The things you did when you were you
All the things that you used to do

At times you feel alone in crowd
In a place of worship you shout out loud
You were once so strong so proud
Now you`re covered by an aging shroud

You`re in the school yard when someone fell
Now you`re waiting for the bell
Your mind is young your body`s not well
Though you walk tall the young ones can tell

I guess I must be older now
I can no longer pull the plow
I wonder what will happen now
What ever happened to the Old Brown Cow

I guess we must be older now
Those who can no longer pull the plow
I wonder what will happen now
What ever happened to the Old Brown Cow

I wonder what will happen now
What ever happened to the Old Brown Cow

I wonder what will happen now
What ever happened to the Old Brown Cow

What ever happened to the Old Brown Cow
What ever happened to the Old Brown Cow