[Verse 1] In a cozy little coop, each mornin', the farmer goes to check, On a layin' bird who's been feelin', a little bit hen-pecked. With feathers soft and golden, she's got a little flair, That hen can crow and strut as good as a rooster anywhere. [Chorus] That girl may not have a comb, or spurs that she can show, But she's waking up the barnyard, lettin' all the others know. Deep inside she’s feelin’ that there’s something more to see, Caught between two worlds, longing to be free. [Verse 2] She watches all the roosters, with their raucous wild display Strutting 'round the yard, just gettin' in the way. “Oh, to join those old boys, and come in from the cold, To shake off those old feathers, and let a new life take hold.” [Chorus] That girl may not have a comb, or spurs that she can show, But she's waking up the barnyard, lettin' all the others know. Deep inside she’s feelin’ that there’s something more to see, Caught between two worlds, longing to be free. [Bridge] Puffin' up those feathers, with a pride you just caint fake, “Who says a hen can’t strut? I'll make the mountains quake! A little noise in this yard, let them finally see, That being who I am is the best that I can be.” [Outro] And as the dawn is breakin', a new thought takes its flight, “Even if they're thinkin' that my crowing just ain't right, I’ll be the best egg-laying rooster the world has ever known, Then with a mighty cock-a-doodle-doo, he laid an egg from his rooster throne.”
