Bobby Bare – Chicken Every Sunday (Guitar)

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Chicken every Sunday mama everything's all right

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Johnny was just a little boy the day his daddy died

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And his mama had a hard time keepin' them both but the Lord knows how she tried

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And sometimes she'd tell him son we got heaven on our side

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There's chicken every Sunday Johnny everything's all right

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Although he was just a little lad he never did forget

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His mama special way of sayin' how their little home was blessed

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And sometimes she would said when she said her prayers at night

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She'd bowed her head and said chicken every Sunday Lord and everything's all right

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Well Johnny grew to be a man and his mama passed away

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And this fate would have happened Johnny's the rich man today

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In fact they held the dinner to honor Johnny's name

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And with his fame and his riches you might think that Johnny had changed

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But thirty rich men sat around and passed the golden cup

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And Johnny God bless his honor looked around and then stood up

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Thirty rich men bowed their heads and everything grew quiet

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And Johnny said chicken every Sunday mama everything's all right

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Chicken every Sunday mama everything's all right