Luyện nghe bài hát Chicken Squawk

When I walk into the
They sell the chickens by the
But dead birds just ain't for me

I don't eat roast beef or
Pig is not my dish
Just go and let your chickens be

In chicken circles it's Perdue
Wants to featherless chicken to you
I don't take from Colonel Sanders
Do

I don't wanna eat no
Not even now or then
Wanna let all the be

Bawk, bawk, bawk...
Swing to the and swing to the west
Swing with the you love best
on down and do the chicken squawk with me

Wishing Daffy of luck
Cause Elmer Fudd's a hunting
They're dreaming about little fricassee

And Bugs Bunny is a of mine
Eating him I'd feel Frankenstein
flesh seems pretty foul to me

So on Thanksgiving or Eve
Give them a reprieve
no turkey got to die for me

Foghorn, wrote to me
Say's MDC's by me
Cause we all learned to let our chickens

Lordy Jesus this be the end
They got us eating our friends
those little chickadees

Swing to the and swing to the west
to the chicken you love best
Come and do the chicken squawk me