The Cow and the CowardC. StanfordThere was an Old Man who said, "How,--Shall I flee from this horrible Cow?I will sit on this stile,And continue to smile,Which may soften the heart of that Cow."
← LibraryC. Stanford · songThe Cow and the CowardSong 6 of 9lyrics: Edward LearAudio diction — free with sign-inTTS in 14 languages, loop passages, slow down lines.Sign in with GoogleSongThe Cow and the Cowardlyrics: Edward LearThereðˈeəwaswˈɒzanˈɐnOldˈəʊldManmˈænwhohˈuːsaidsˈɛd,"Howhˈaʊ,--ShallʃˈælIˈaɪfleeflˈiːfromfɹˈɒmthisðˈɪshorriblehˈɒɹɪbəlCowkˈaʊ?Iˈaɪwillwˈɪlsitsˈɪtonˈɒnthisðˈɪsstilestˈaɪl,Andˈændcontinuekəntˈɪnjuːtotˈuːsmilesmˈaɪl,WhichwˈɪtʃmaymˈeɪsoftensˈɒfəntheðəhearthˈɑːtofˈɒvthatðˈætCowkˈaʊ."