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Well, I Cwent on the mountFain And gavCe my horn a blow G7 ThoughCt I heardF some pretty gal say "YondeG7r come my beaCu"
CCrow bFlack chicken anCd crow for Fa day CCrow blFack chicken and G7fly away CCrow bFlack chickeCn and crow fFor a day Honey I liG7ke chiCcken pie
Well, the harCdest work that eFver I done Is pClowin' a field oG7f rye The easCiest workF that ever I done Was eatiG7n' chicCken pie
CChicken crow foFr midnight And chiCcken crow for a day G7 CAlong comFe an owl, Lord, have mercy And stG7ole my chickeCn away
CMe and my baby sugar mama built an a-frame FHouse ten stories high And in everCy single stoFry and in every single room WeG7 was eating chickenC pie
CCrow bFlack chicken anCd crow for Fa day CCrow blFack chicken and G7fly away CCrow bFlack chickeCn and crow fFor a day Honey I liG7ke chiCcken pie