Jeff Gangwer - Feeding the Calves lyrics

Twice a day—every day— My grandma would walk down the road, From the farm house to the calf barn, And she'd feed the hungry Holstein calves She showed me how to mix the milk formula— A powder that always smelled malty and sweet— And I would hold warm bottles for the newborns And then pour grain and toss hay to the others When age and a length of bone allowed, I climbed into the pens and pushed the manure Into a large collection tank under the barn— A sight and smell to relish like any other rite of pa**age