I walked on down to that ol’ roadside store Lookin’ for a bird strut I can’t ignore Somethin’ with a cluck, somethin’ to fry But the freezer doors just told me why All I seen was eggs and nuggets Bagged up tight with no more strut Where’s that chicken scratchin’ free Guess tonight it’s beans for me Aisles were empty, lights buzzin’ low No feathers, no crowin’, just silence grow Dreams of fried drumsticks turned to dust That crispy bird done broke my trust Oh cluck cluck cluck, where did ya run Feathered friend, my supper’s gone All I seen was eggs and nuggets Bagged up tight with no more strut Where’s that chicken scratchin’ free Guess tonight it’s beans for me Heard a rooster crow inside my head Thought I smelled biscuits, fresh and red But outside folks just shuffled ‘round No wings a-flappin’, no bird was found So I’ll pour a glass, sit on this chair Think about chickens that ain’t nowhere If I can’t fry, well I’ll still sing Tomorrow maybe that bird’ll bring All I seen was eggs and nuggets Bagged up tight with no more strut Where’s that chicken scratchin’ free Guess tonight it’s beans for me Yeah tonight… it’s beans for me (oh lord, just beans for me)
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