Chickens

I got chickens in my front yard What they do is scratch and peck I got chickens in my front yard What they do is scratch and peck Come supper time I'll go out there Find me one and wring its neck It ain't meanness, ya'll It's just hungry's what I am It ain't meanness, ya'll It's just hungry's what I am There ain't nothin' in this world Better than fried chicken, yes ma'am And if it rains today Oh, the back yard'll turn to mud If it rains today Oh, the back yard'll turn to mud If it don't, it won't Either way, won't rile my blood I'm sittin' on the porch swing Watchin' the sky and fiddlin' wood I'm sittin' on the porch swing Watchin' the sky and fiddlin' wood There's an old crow on the clothesline Countin' his toes and feelin' good I got chickens in my front yard What they do is scratch and peck I got chickens in my front yard What they do is scratch and peck Come supper time I'll go out there Find me one and wring its neck It ain't meanness, ya'll It's just hungry's what I am