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