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