Видео
Видео
Создатели
ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
John Anderson
Вокал
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
John Anderson
Автор песен
Ervan Parker
Автор песен
Monroe Fields
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
M.C. Rather
Мастеринг-инженер
Norris Wilson
Продюсер
Слова
[Verse 1]
Well, it was morning when I left Alabama
It must have around in mid July
I got behind a chicken truck from Georgia
And the feathers was a-flyin' like snow out of the sky
[Verse 2]
I couldn't get up the speed enough to pass him
And a funny smell was a-gettin' close to me
And something keeps on messing up my windshield
And the farther I go, the harder it gets to see
[Verse 3]
Chicken truck, chicken truck, behind it, I'm stuck
Chicken truck, chicken truck, it's just my luck
Chicken truck (Chicken truck) on Highway 65
Well, the hens are a squakin', and the roasters are crowin'
He is slowin' me down when to keep goin'
Chicken truck, on Highway 65
[Verse 4]
Well, he slowed down and I finally got around him
On a big long hill just south of Tennessee
He had a box of Colonel Sander's on his dashboard
And he was eatin' fried chicken and throwin' his bones on me
[Verse 5]
Chicken truck, chicken truck, behind it, I'm stuck
Chicken truck, chicken truck, it's just my luck
Chicken truck (Chicken truck) on Highway 65
Well, the hens are a squakin', and the roasters are crowin'
He is slowin' me down when to keep goin'
Chicken truck, on Highway 65
[Verse 6]
Chicken truck, chicken truck, behind it, I'm stuck
(Chicken truck, chicken truck) God, it's just my luck
Chicken truck, chicken truck (Yeah)
Chicken truck, chicken truck (Ah, yeah)
Chicken truck, chicken truck
Chicken truck, chicken truck
Written by: Ervan Parker, John Anderson, Monroe Fields
