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The Chicken Blues by Tom Thornton

.I got a small chicken

We live on a farm

So I killed it and fried up his arm.

I got the blues. Fried chicken arm blues.

Ya, I got the blues

There was a chicken

I cut off his head

I wrapped him in blankets and laid him in bed.

I got the blues. No head chicken blues

I got the blues.

I had a big chicken

Now I'm talkin' big

It fooled me, the god damn things a pig

I got the blues. Big fat chicken blues.

I got the blues.

There once was a chicken

It had three feet

I ripped them off and cooked them for meat.

I got the blues. Cooked chicken feet blues.

I got the blues.

I met this chicken

It was the color blue

So I screamed say hello to my shoe.

I got the blues. Blue chicken kickin' blues

I got the blues.

**Bonus**

Whats the only thing better than nailing a dead baby to a tree? Ripping it off!

What is the difference between unloading a truck of bowling balls and a truck of dead babies? With the bowling balls you don't get to use a pitch fork!

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