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[Verse 1]
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Well, it was morning when I left Alabama
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It must have been around in mid July
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I got behind a chicken truck from Georgia
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And the feathers was a-flying like snow out of the sky
[Verse 2]
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I couldn't get up the speed enough to pass him
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And the funny smell was a-getting close to me
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And something keeps on messing up my windshield
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And the farther I go the hard it is to see
[Chorus]
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Chicken truck, chicken truck, behind it I'm stuck
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Chicken truck, chicken truck, it's just my luck
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Chicken truck, chicken truck on highway 65
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Well, the hens are a-squawking and the roosters are a-crowing
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He's a-slowing me down when I need to keep going
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Chicken truck on highway 65
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[Verse 3]
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He slowed down and I finally got around him
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On a big long hill just south of Tennessee
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He had a box of Colonel Sanders on his dashboard
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He was eating fried chicken and throwing his bones on me
[Chorus]
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Chicken truck, chicken truck, behind it I'm stuck
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Chicken truck, chicken truck, it's just my luck
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Chicken truck, chicken truck on highway 65
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Well, the hens are a-squawking and the roosters are a-crowing
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He's a-slowing me down when I need to keep going
DG
Chicken truck on highway 65
[Outro]
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Chicken truck, chicken truck, behind it I'm stuck
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Chicken truck, chicken truck, it's just my luck
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Chicken truck, chicken truck
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Chicken truck, chicken truck