G C
Well,it was morning when I left Alabama
D G
It must have been around in mid July
C
I got behind a chicken truck from georgia
D G
And the feathers were a flying snow out of the sky
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G C
I couldn't get up the speed enough to pass him
D G
And the funny smell was getting close to me
G C
And something keeps on messing up my windshield
D G
And the farther I go the hard it is to see
Chorus
G
Chicken truck chicken truck behind it I'm stuck
C
Chicken truck chicken truck its just my luck
D G
Chicken truck chicken truck on highway 65
G
Well the hens were a squawking and the rooster are a crowing
C
He's a slowing me down when I need to keep going
D G
Chicken truck on highway 65
Lead: G C D G C D G
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G C
He slowed down and I finally got around him
D G
On a big long hill just south of Tennessee
G C
He had a box of Colonel Sanders on his dashboard
D G
He was eating fried chicken and throwing his bones on me
Chorus
Chorus: then fade
