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[Verse 1]
G C
Well, it was morning when I left Alabama
D G
It must have been around in mid July
G C
I got behind a chicken truck from Georgia
D G
And the feathers was a-flying like snow out of the sky
[Verse 2]
G C
I couldn't get up the speed enough to pass him
D G
And the funny smell was a-getting close to me
G C
And something keeps on messing up my windshield
D G
And the farther I go the hard it is to see
[Chorus]
G
Chicken truck, chicken truck, behind it I'm stuck
C
Chicken truck, chicken truck, it's just my luck
D G
Chicken truck, chicken truck on highway 65
G
Well, the hens are a-squawking and the roosters are a-crowing
C
He's a-slowing me down when I need to keep going
D G
Chicken truck on highway 65
[Lead]
G C D G x2
[Verse 3]
G C
He slowed down and I finally got around him
D G
On a big long hill just south of Tennessee
G C
He had a box of Colonel Sanders on his dashboard
D G
He was eating fried chicken and throwing his bones on me
[Chorus]
G
Chicken truck, chicken truck, behind it I'm stuck
C
Chicken truck, chicken truck, it's just my luck
D G
Chicken truck, chicken truck on highway 65
G
Well, the hens are a-squawking and the roosters are a-crowing
C
He's a-slowing me down when I need to keep going
D G
Chicken truck on highway 65
[Otro]
G
Chicken truck, chicken truck, behind it I'm stuck
G
Chicken truck, chicken truck, it's just my luck
G
Chicken truck, chicken truck
G
Chicken truck, chicken truck