My Mother's uncle, Matt Curren from Holyoke, MA, used to sing this to us some 50 years ago:
"There was an old Irishman had but one cow,
And how he could keep him, nobody knew how.
Then one Sunday mornin he came out of Mass,
And there was poor Thribendeau, dead on the grass."

Matt spoke with a brogue, so we assume the song was Irish in origin, but we know nothing about it or what the rest of the words are-there are five of us who remember the song well. Any information would be greatly appreciated. Thanks, Bob