American Old Time Song Lyrics: 39 When The Cows Are Coming Home

Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 39

When the Cows Are Coming Home.
Copyright. 1892, by W. Schmiel.
Music by W. C. Schrader.

When jingle, jangle, jingle,
'Way down the dusky dingle,
Koling, kolang, koling, kolang, the cows are coming home.
How sweet and fair and soft And low
The airy tinklings come and go,
Like chimings from a far-off tower,
Or patt'rings of an April shower,
That makes the daisies grow.

Chorus.
Then jingle, jangle, jingle, and klingle, klangle, klingle,
Koling, kolang, koling, kolang, the cows are coming home.
With jingle, jangle, jingle, soft tones that sweetly mingle,
Koling, kolang, koling, kolang, the cows are coming home.-[Dance]

When jingle, jangle, jingle,
'Way down the dusky dingle,
Koling, kolang, koling, kolang, the cows are coming home.
Through violet air we see the town,
And the summer dew a-slipping down,
And the maple In the hazel glade
Throws down the path a longer shade,
And the hills are growing brown.-Chorus & Dance.

Then tinkle, tankle, tinkle,
Through fern And periwinkle,
Koling, kolang, koling, kolang, the cows are coming home.
And over there upon the hill
Sounds plain the cry of "whip-poor-will,"
And the dewdrops lie on the tangled vines,
And o'er the poplars Venus shines,
And o'er the silent mill.- Chorus & Dance.