Here is one of mine about a dairy maid from Switzerland..tune is Richard Baker.

My name is Frieda Schiller and I am a dairy maid
With eggs and cream and buttermilk ja that is how I'm paid
I take my goods to market and sometimes to the store
When the train comes to Chehalis then I hope to sell some more

The lilac trees are blooming now in pretty little dells
You can tell the cows are coming home by the tinkling of their bells
When twilight falls they're in their stalls happy and content
And I am in my milkhouse where my time is often spent

You'll never see a fever here a fly can not be found
And hired men scoop up the mess before it hits the ground
You ask me why I work so hard and I will tell you this
I do because I ought to and I do because I'm Swiss

When the Skookumchuck is rising and overflows its banks
I take my cows to higher ground and pause there and give thanks
For two strong arms and dairy farms and grass on which they graze
And rivers deep enough to flood and calm and peaceful days

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Did someone mention wait till the cows come home...

what'll you do if the cow's in the clover

highland widow's lament..once I had twa score o kye..feeding on yon hills sae high

pirate one..lassie ye've a peaceful hame and cattle ye hae ten can ye no live a lawful life and live wi' lawful men