Sic em on a chicken

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Sic 'em on a chicken.

Sic 'em on a chicken.

Sic 'em on a chicken and watch them feathers fly


Sic 'em on a chicken.

Sic 'em on a chicken.

Sic 'em on a chicken. Bring out the butter and the flour we're ready to fry.


My dog Pete is the smallest dog of all the dogs in my yard

He's a mean so'm bitch

Drinks Beam and water from a broken mason jar


Sic 'em on a chicken.

Sic 'em on a chicken.

Sic 'em on a chicken and watch them feathers fly


Sic 'em on a chicken.

Sic 'em on a chicken.

Sic 'em on a chicken.

Bring out the butter and the flour we're ready to fry.


I heard this awful noise coming from the woods

I heard chicken screams

Know it ain't gonna be good


Well I think we lost the chicken

Think we lost the chicken

Think we lost the chicken because I just heard a cry


Think we lost the chicken

Think we lost the chicken

Think we lost the chicken but you can get another one for a dollar 79


In a couple of years his spurs have grown

He wasn't safe to keep around the home

When he almost took an eyeball from Lonny's son

And I was sitting at home making fig preserves

And I'd seen where that kid got kicked in the face

And I knew that that was the day that chicken was going to get what he deserved


So I chased the chicken

I chased the chicken

I chased the chicken and Pete hit 'em from the side


I chased the chicken

I chased the chicken

I chased the chicken and me and Pete suppered on a home made chicken pot pie


Sic 'em on a chicken.

Sic 'em on a chicken.

Sic 'em on a chicken and watch them feathers fly


Sic 'em on a chicken

Get that chicken

I can smell the kitchen and it's almost supper time.


Yeah. We killed the old red rooster. He was mean, and I wanted some pot pie. He attacked me on Saturday morning. He made me cry. And Joe? He shot his bloody head off. The end.
XOXO
Joce