When I was little, we also sang:

In the Blue Ridge Mountains of Virginia
Stood a cow on a railroad track.
She was a good old cow with eyes so fine,
But you couldn't expect a cow to read a railroad sign,
So she stood in the middle of the track,
And the train came and hit her right in the back.
You'll find her horns in the mountains of Virginia,
And her tail on her lonesome spine.