Sic ‘Em On A Chicken

Sic 'em on a chicken.
Sic 'em on a chicken.
Sic 'em on a chicken and watch them feathers fly
Sic 'em on a chicken.
Sic 'em on a chicken.
Break out the butter and the flour we're ready to fry.

My dog Pete is the smallest dog of all the dogs in my yard (that's right)
He's a mean son' bitch drinks Beam and water from a broken mason jar

And we sic 'em on a chicken.
Sic 'em on a chicken.
Sic 'em on a chicken and watch them feathers fly
Sic 'em on a chicken.
Sic 'em on a chicken.
Break out the butter and the flour we're ready to fry.

I heard this awful noise coming out of the woods (coming out of the woods)
I heard chicken screams, know it wasn't gonna be good

I think we lost a chicken
I think we lost a chicken
I think we lost a chicken because I just heard a cry
I think we lost a chicken
I think we lost a chicken
But you can get another one for a dollar 79

Over a couple of years his spurs had grown
And he wasn't safe to keep around the home
And he almost took an eyeball from Lonny's son
And I was in the kitchen making fig preserves
And I'd heard that youngin getting kicked in the face
And I knew that that was the day that rooster was going to get what he deserved

So I chased the chicken
I chased the chicken
I chased the chicken and Pete hit 'em from the side
I chased the chicken
I chased the chicken
Me and Pete suppered on a home made chicken pot pie

Well sic 'em on a chicken.
Sic 'em on a chicken.
Sic 'em on a chicken and watch them feathers fly
Sic 'em on a chicken
Sic 'em on a chicken
I can smell the kitchen and it's almost supper time.