Chicken Truck

(G)                           
Well it was mornin' when I left 
    (C)
Alabama
(D)                              (G)
It must have been around in Mid July
I got behind a chicken truck from 
(C)
Georgia
       (D)                         
and the feathers was a flyin' like 
               (G)
snow out of the sky...(lord)
I couldn't get up the speed enough 
  (C)
to pass him
     (D)                       
and a funny smell was a gettin' 
         (G)
close to me
and somethin' keeps on messin' up my
(C)
 windshield
       (D)                         
and the farther I go the harder it 
       (G)
gets to see...(lord)

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(G)
Chicken truck chicken truck behind 
it I'm stuck
       (C)
Chicken truck chicken truck it's 
just my luck
       (D)                    (G)
Chicken truck on Highway Sixty-Five

Well the hens are a sqwakin' and the
 roosters are a crowin'
      (C)
He's a slowin' me down when I need 
to keep goin'
       (D)                    (G)
Chicken truck on Highway Sixty-Five

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(G)                               
Well he slowed down and I finally 
      (C)
got around him
    (D)                         
On a big long hill just south of 
     (G)
Tennesee
He had a box of Colonel Sanders on 
   (C)
his dashboard
      (D)                        
He was eatin' fried chicken and a 
                     (G)
throwin the bones on me...(yeah)

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