Chicken Truck

(альбом: John Anderson 2 - 1981)

Well it was morning 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 flying like snow out of the sky

I couldn't get up the speed enough to pass him
And a funny smell was a getting close to me
And something 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 sqauking and the roosters are a crowing
Slowing me down when I need to get going chicken truck on Highway 65

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 eating fried chicken and throwing his bones on me

Chicken truck chicken truck...
Chicken truck chicken truck...