Chicken You Can Roost Behind The Moon

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Chicken You Can Roost Behind The Moon-Frank Stokes w/Dan Sane (The Beale Street Sheiks)
Stokes: G position, standard tuning at D, Sane: C position, standard tuning at D

SPOKEN: Boy, did you ever do anything like stealin’ chickens?

CHORUS: Oh now it's chicken, chicken, oh chicken
You may go up in a balloon
Chicken, chicken, you may hide behind the moon, doggone you now
Chicken, I never let a fowl be
Ten thousand dollar warrant for the fowl on earth
He don’t roost too high for me

I got to thinkin’ ‘bout chicken, late the other night, man, I couldn’t a-hardly rest
I jumped out the bed, grabbed up my old shoes
Thought of where some chicken was at
I grabbed big buffcoat, stuck ‘im under my arm
Somethin' I never let fall
I don’t think I’ve robbed your henhouse ‘till I get your roost, poor chicken and all

CHORUS: Ah now it's chicken, oh chicken
Ah you may go up in a balloon, doggone ya
Chicken, ah you may hide behind the moon, confound you now
Chicken, ah never let a fowl be
Ten thousand dollar warrant for the fowl on earth
He don’t roost too high for me

Ah that chicken made me awful mad the other night, man
That’s somethin’ I didn’t like to take
I grabbed my little haversack and down 'cross my back
Grabbed the chicken right by the neck
Said I turned around around, quick as I could
A chicken hauled away I 'clare
I won’t steal meat and bread outta cook's pot
I steal a chicken from anywhere

CHORUS: Ah now it's chicken, now chicken
Go up in a balloon, doggone ya
Chicken, ah you may hide behind the moon
Chicken, I never let a fowl be
A ten thousand dollar warrant for the fowl on earth
He don’t roost too high for me

Ah that police ‘rest me last Friday night
You couldn’t think of what's it about
I’m goin’ down the alley where I lived at
A lot of chicken tied in my house
I tell, "You may carry me to the pen'tentiary wall
I’ll go to work out my time.
And just as quick you put me on the L&N track
I’ll have chickens on my mind!"

CHORUS: That make me sad, chicken, oh chicken
You may go up in a balloon, doggone ya
Chicken, you may hide behind the moon
Now chicken, I never let a fowl be
Ten thousand dollar warrant for the fowl on earth
He don’t roost too high for me

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