Well, it was mornin' when I left Alabama

It must have been 'round in mid July

I got behind a chicken truck from Georgia

And the feathers was a flyin' like snow out of the sky



I couldn't get the speed enough to pass him

And the smell was aw...getting close to me

And something keeps on messin' up my windshield

And the farther I go the harder it gets to see



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Chicken truck chicken truck

Behind it I'm stuck

And chicken truck chicken truck

Was just my luck



Chicken truck on highway 65

Well, the hens are cluckin' and the roosters are a crowin'

He is slowin' me down when I need to keep goin'

Chicken truck on highway 65



When he slowed down and I then I got around him

On a big long hill just south of Tennessee

He had a box of of KFC on the dashboard

He was eatin' fried chicken and a throwin' the bones on me



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Chicken truck

Behind it I'm stuck

On highway 65

Chicken truck

On highway 65

It's just my luck

Chicken truck