I Had A Little Cow, To Save Her, I Turned Her Into The Meadow To Graze Her; There Came A Heavy Storm Of Rain, And Drove The Little Cow Home Again. The Church Doors They Stood Open, And There The Little Cow Was Cropen: The Bell-Ropes They Were Made Of Hay, And The Little Cow Eat Them All Away: The Sexton Came To Toll The Bell, And Pushed The Little Cow Into The Well!