Chickens

I got chickens in my front yard All day long, just scratch and peck Yeah, chickens in my front yard All day long, just scratch and peck Sun go down around supper time Think I'll take one out back and wring its neck Y'all know I ain't mean It's just hungry's all I am I ain't mean, y'all It's just hungry's all I am You know, there ain't nothin' better than fried chicken Fried up in Granny's cast-iron frying pan, yes ma'am Well if it rains The back yard gonna turn to mud And f it rains today The back yard gonna turn to mud And if it don't, it won't Either way, won't rile my blood Sittin' on the porch swing Watchin' the sky, just fiddlin' wood I'm sittin' on the porch swing Watchin' the sky, just fiddlin' wood There's an old crow on the clothesline Countin' his toes and feelin' good I got chickens in my front yard All day long, just scratch and peck Yeah, chickens in my front yard All day long, just scratch and peck Sun go down around supper time Think I'll take one out back and wring its neck You know I ain't just mean, ya'll It's just hungry's all I am