• Song:

    Sic Em On A Chicken

  • Artist:

    Zac Brown Band

Capo 4th  (intro) 

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Sic 'em on a chicken, Sic 'em on a chicken, Sic 'em on a chicken and watch them 
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feathers fly

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Sic 'em on a chicken,  Sic 'em on a chicken
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Break out the butter and the flour we're ready to fry.


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My dog Pete's the smallest dog of all the dogs in my yard,(that's right) 
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He's a mean sum'b***h drinks Beam and water from a broken mason jar
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And we Sic 'em on a chicken, Sic 'em on a chicken, Sic 'em on a chicken and watch 
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them feathers fly                       

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Sic 'em on a chicken. Sic 'em on a chicken, 

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Break out the butter and the flour we're ready to fry.


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I heard this awful noise comin' outta da woods, (comin outta da woods)
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I heard chicken screams, knew it wadn't gonna be good

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I think we lost a chicken, I think we lost a chicken, I think we lost a 
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chicken 'cause I just heard a cry
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I think we lost a chicken, I think we lost a chicken, but you can get another one 
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four dollar 79


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Over the couple of years his spurs had grown, he wasn't safe to keep around the 
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home, and he almost took an eyeball from Lonny's son, 
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And I was in the kitchen making fig preserves, and I heard that young'un get 
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kicked in the face, and I knew it was the day that that rooster was gonna  get 
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what he deserves

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So I chased the chicken, I chased the chicken, I chased the chicken and Pete 
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hit 'em from the side                                                    

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I chased the chicken, I chased the chicken, me and Pete suppered on a home made 
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chicken pot pie



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Well Sic 'em on a chicken, Sic 'em on a chicken. Sic 'em on a chicken and watch 
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them feathers fly
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Sic 'em on a chicken, Sic 'em on a chicken
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I can smell the kitchen and it's almost supper time
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