Winter Milk

Winter Milk - The Poppy Family/Terry Jacks/Susan Jacks

Things are usually harder

Than they seem to need to be

You learn that up on these stump ranches

By your mama's knee

As she stooped over swearing

At the cow to please hold still

And gray into the pail steamed winter milk

And a lot of different men pass thru

For picking or haying

And most are famous sir

For going to beer parlors than saving

And it's only the rare one

Who isn't mainly on the make

And him he took a job at williams lake

Well it didn't seem too much unless you got

How underneath it flowed along so full and hot

Like a june creek when all the snow is melt

That no one's dreams

Would run as thin as winter milk

We didn't go out often

Or even fool around too much

The skiddy milk cow never kicked

About his finger's touch

His cheek red from her flank

As he looked up to smile hello

He never sang but kept time to the radio

Well it wasn't like a real love in a show

With deborah carr or anything

Still I don't know

How something flowing smooth as store bought silk

Could just dry up or run as thin as winter milk

Could just dry up or run as thin as winter milk