Chicken Truck歌词

Well it was mornin' when
I left Alabama
It must have been around in
Mid July I got behind a chicken truck from
Georgia And the feathers were a flyin' like snow out of the sky
I couldn't get up the speed enough to pass him
And a funny smell was a gettin' close to me
And somethin' keeps on messing up my windsheild
And the farther
I go the harder it get's to see
Chicken truck chicken truck behind it
I'm stuck
Chicken truck chicken truck it's just my luck chicken truck on
Highway 65
Well the hens are a sqaukin' and the roosters are a crowin'
Slowin' me down when
I need to get goin' chicken truck on
Highway 65 [ guitar ]
He slowed down and
I tried to drive around him
On a big long hill just south of
Tennesee He had a box of
Colonel Sander's on his dashboard
And he was eatin' fried chicken and throwin' his bones on me
Chicken truck chicken truck...
Chicken truck chicken truck...