Del Reeves - Gotta Lotta Hen House Ways lyrics

Well I used to be the co*k of the walk You can ask anybody you meet I been led around listening to your squawk You don't want me out on the streets Well my feathers may be a little dusty But I ain't forgotten how to crow There's a jumping little juke joint down the street That's where I'm a gonna go So don't start ruffling up your feathers Don't start singing me no blues We sure ain't a going to go together Ain't got a thing I can lose Well I'm tired of going to bed with the chickens I'm going to crow till the break of day Don't you start into picking Cause I ain't a pretty chicken Just gotta lotta henhouse ways I got scratch feed in my pockets I got spurs upon my feet I ain't planning on running into trouble But I'm a sharpening up my beak Tired of listening to your cackling And I'm letting you in on the scoop I'm a different rooster from the one your used to And I'm just about to fly the coop So don't start ruffling up your feathers…