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A chicken farmer went out One dark and windy day And by the coop he rested As he went along his way When all at once a rotten egg Hit him in the eye It was the sight he dreaded, Ghost chickens in the sky. |
(Flap elbows - Chicken style) Bock bock bock bock Bock bock bock bock Ghost Chickens in the sky |
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This farmer had these chickens Since he was twenty four, Working for the Colonel For thirty years or more Killing all these chickens And sending them to fry. And now they want revenge, Ghost chickens in the sky.
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Their beaks were black and shining, Their eyes were burning red They had no meat or feathers, These chickens all were dead. They picked the farmer up And he died there by the claw They cooked him extra crispy, And ate him with cole slaw. (Chorus) |