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Cows With Guns by Dana Lyons




           Cows With Guns





Intro
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Am G Am

[Am]Fat and docile, big and dumb
They look so stupid, they aren't much fun
[G]Cows aren't [A]mfun


They eat to grow, grow to die
Die to be et at the hamburger fry
Cows well done

Nobody thunk it, nobody knew
No one imagined the great cow guru
Cows are one

He hid in the forest, read books with great zeal
He loved Che Guevera, a revolutionary veal
Cow Tse Tongue

He spoke about justice, but nobody stirred
He felt like an outcast, alone in the herd
Cow doldrums

He mooed we must fight, escape or we'll die
Cows gathered around, cause the steaks were so high
Bad cow pun

But then he was captured, stuffed into a crate
Loaded onto a truck, where he rode to his fate
Cows are bummed

He was a scrawny calf, who looked rather woozy
No one suspected he was packing an Uzi
Cows with guns

They came with a needle to stick in his thigh
He kicked for the groin, he pissed in their eye
Cow well hung

Knocked over a tractor and ran for the door
Six gallons of gas flowed out on the floor
Run cows run!

He picked up a bullhorn and jumped up on the hay
We are free roving bovines, we run free today

We will [F]fight for bovine [C]freedom
And [E]hold our large heads [Am]high
We will [F]run free with the [C]Buffalo, or [E]die
Cows with [Am]guns

They crashed the gate in a great stampede
Tipped over a milk truck, torched all the feed
Cows have fun

Sixty police cars were piled in a heap
Covered in cow pies, covered up deep
Much cow dung

Black smoke rising, darkening the day
Twelve burning McDonalds, have it your way

We will fight for bovine freedom
And hold our large heads high
We will run free with the Buffalo, or die
Cows with guns

The President said "enough is enough

These uppity cattle, its time to get tough"
Cow dung flung

The newspapers gloated, folks sighed with relief
Tomorrow at noon, they would all be ground beef
Cows on buns

The cows were surrounded, they waited and prayed
They mooed their last moos,
they chewed their last hay
Cows out gunned

The order was given to turn cows to whoppers
Enforced by the might of ten thousand coppers
But on the horizon surrounding the shoppers

Came the deafening roar of chickens in choppers

We will fight for bovine freedom
And hold our large heads high
We will run free with the Buffalo, or die
Cows with guns





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version 2




Intro: Am , G , Am (2x)

Am
Fat and docile, big and dumb
They look so stupid, they aren't much fun
G           Am
Cows aren't fun 
Am
They eat to grow, grow to die
Die to be et at the hamburger fry
G         Am
Cows well done 
Am
Nobody thunk it, nobody knew
No one imagined the great cow guru
G        Am
Cows are one 
Am
He hid in the forest, read books with great zeal
He loved Che Guevera, a revolutionary veal
G       Am
Cow Tse Tongue 
Am
He spoke about justice, but nobody stirred
He felt like an outcast, alone in the herd
G       Am
Cow dol-drums 
Am
He mooed we must fight, escape or we'll die
Cows gathered around, cause the steaks were so high
G       Am
Bad cow pun 
Am
But then he was captured, stuffed into a crate
Loaded onto a truck, where he rode to his fate
G        Am
Cows are bummed 
Am              
He was a scrawny calf, who looked rather woozy
No one suspected he was packing an Uzi
G         Am 
Cows with guns 
Am
They came with a needle to stick in his thigh
He kicked for the groin, he pissed in their eye
G        Am
Cow well hung 
Am
Knocked over a tractor and ran for the door
Six gallons of gas flowed out on the floor
G        Am
Run cows run! 
Am
He picked up a bullhorn and jumped up on the hay
We are free roving bovines, we run free today 


        F                 C
We will fight for bovine freedom 
    E                    Am
And hold our large heads high 
        F                 C           E
We will run free with the Buffalo, or die
           Am  G , Am
Cows with guns 


Am
They crashed the gate in a great stampede
Tipped over a milk truck, torched all the feed
G         Am
Cows have fun 
Am
Sixty police cars were piled in a heap
Covered in cow pies, covered up deep
G        Am
Much cow dung 
Black smoke rising, darkening the day
Twelve burning McDonalds, have it your way 


        F                 C
We will fight for bovine freedom 
    E                    E
And hold our large heads high 
        F                 C           E
We will run free with the Buffalo, or die
           Am   G , Am
Cows with guns 


Am                              
The President said 
"enough is enough These uppity cattle, its time to get tough"
G        Am
Cow dung flung 
Am
The newspapers gloated, folks sighed with relief
Tomorrow at noon, they would all be ground beef
G       Am
Cows on buns 
Am
The cows were surrounded, they waited and prayed
They mooed their last moos, they chewed their last hay
G        Am
Cows out gunned 
(no music)
The order was given to turn cows to whoppers
Enforced by the might of ten thousand coppers
But on the horizon surrounding the shoppers 
Came the deafening roar of chickens in choppers 


        F                 C
We will fight for bovine freedom 
    E                    Am
And hold our large heads high 
        F                 C           E
We will run free with the Buffalo, or die
           Am   G , Am
Cows with guns





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