Chickens

Picked up a load of chickens just outside of Pickens

Gotta get em down to Mississippi

It's a six hour drive but I'll make it in five

If the traffic and the wind are with me

She sent me a picture got my ticker beating quicker

Said"You better make it home tonight"

Good God almighty

Look out behind me

Feathers are gonna fly

Come on highway

Gotta get there fast

Got the pedal to the floorboard

Smoke pouring out the stacks

My baby's waiting on me

So I gotta get back

Boss man's got me hauling chickens

But she's got me hauling ass

I crossed that Alabama line making better time

Than a big rig should be making

But cock-a-doodle-doo you do what ya gotta do

When your woman's at home waiting

These 18 tires might all catch fire

But I'm throwing this hammer down

Gonna keep on trucking, when it comes to her loving

I ain't clucking around

Come on highway

Gotta get there fast

Got the pedal to the floorboard

Smoke pouring out the stacks

My baby's waiting on me

So I gotta get back

Boss man's got me hauling chickens

But she's got me hauling ass

Come on highway

Gotta get there fast

Got the pedal to the floorboard

Smoke pouring out them bullhorn stacks

My baby's waiting on me

So I gotta get back

Boss man's got me hauling chickens

But she's got me hauling ass

Boss man's got me hauling chickens

But she's got me hauling ass