I got so many chickens, can`t tell my roosters from my hens
I got so many chickens, can`t tell my roosters from my hens
I got to go back now, and look `em all over again
I found my rooster this morning by looking at his comb
I found my rooster this morning by looking at his comb
You can look out now, pullets, it won`t be long
My hens all cackling, I can`t find no eggs
My hens all cackling, I can`t find no eggs
You ain`t got no excuse now, pullets, ain`t nothing in your way
I`m gonna take this old hen, I`m go down to the doctor`s shop
I`m gonna take this old hen, I`m go down to the doctor`s shop
I don`t see what`s the matter with `em, they won`t bip a bop
I done told you one time, papa, I don`t want my chicken meat
I done told you one time, papa, I don`t want my chicken meat
I don`t want them banty`s mixed up with my dominiques
Shoo, chickens, shoo, I don`t want no banty`s on my yard
Shoo, chickens, shoo, I don`t want no banty`s on my yard
I don`t want them banty`s mixed up with my Plymouth Rocks Send " Plymouth Rock Blues" Ringtone to your Cell