Scoopin’, scoopin’, scoopin’
The cattle keep on poopin’
Our backs all hurt from stoopin’
Cow pies!
From Texas to Nebraska
The steers don’t even ask ya
They leave those pies behind just like they’re mines!
It’s our job to pick up
This place could use a Stick-Up
Ones that smell like flowers or like pine!
That’s mine
Scoop ’em up, pick ’em up, pick ’em up, scoop ’em up
Scoop ’em up, pick ’em up
Cow pie!
Chorus: Pile ’em high, toss ’em up, toss ’em up, pile ’em high
Pile ’em high, toss ‘еm up…
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Chorus: It comes out, comes out, comеs out
By the ton, you’re bummed out
The grass goes in and comes out
Cow pie!
Don’t you wear your new shoes
Or you’ll be singing the blues
When you step in stuff from Mr. Steer!
I guess we’ll just keep movin’
This stinky job has proven
With pies around you know the end is near
Scoop ’em up, pick ’em up, pick ’em up, scoop ’em up
Scoop ’em up, pick ’em up
Cow pie!
Pile ’em high, toss ’em up, toss ’em up, pile ’em high
Pile ’em high, toss ’em up, cow pie!
Cow pie!
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