Chickens

Well it floats like air
And it sinks like a stone
And it burns like fire
But is dry as a bone

My fingers, my bones and my blood
The rivers, the stones, and the mud
Whoo Hooo Oohh Oohh
I’m gonna go, I’m gonna go
I’m gonna go with you
I’m gonna go, I’m gonna go
I’m gonna go with you

If a little seed can grow a tree
Tell me baby, what is stoppin’ me?

We’ll get some chickens and we’ll get some feed
Roll in the dirt, got everything we need
We’ll get some chickens and we’ll get some feed
Roll in the dirt, got everything we need
We’ll get some chickens and we’ll get some feed
Roll in the dirt, got everything we need
We’ll get some chickens and we’ll get some feed
Roll in the dirt, got everything we need

My fingers, my bones and my blood
The rivers, the stones, and the mud
Whoo Hooo Oohh Oohh
I’m gonna go, I’m gonna go
I’m gonna go with you
I’m gonna go, I’m gonna go
I’m gonna go with you