Thank you, pretty cow, that made Pleasant milk to soak my bread.

Who ran to help me when I fell, And would some pretty story tell, Or kiss the place to make it well/ My mother.

The friendly cow all red and white, I love with all my heart: She gives me cream with all her might To eat with apple-tart.

I warrant you lay abed till the cows came home.

A cow is a very good animal in the field; but we turn her out of a garden.

You may rezoloot till the cows come home.