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Artist: Memphis Minnie
Title: Plymouth Rock Blues
Submit by: Ule
Date: 13/03/2005
Hits: 9
I got so many chickens, can't tell my roosters from my hens
I got so many chickens, can't tell my roosters from my hens
I got to go back now, and look 'em all over again
I found my rooster this morning by looking at his comb
I found my rooster this morning by looking at his comb
You can look out now, pullets1, it won't be long
My hens all cackling, I can't find no eggs
My hens all cackling, I can't find no eggs
You ain't got no excuse now, pullets, ain't nothing in your way
I'm gonna take this old hen, I'm go down to the doctor's shop
I'm gonna take this old hen, I'm go down to the doctor's shop
I don't see what's the matter with 'em, they won't bip a bop
I done told you one time, papa, I don't want my chicken meat
I done told you one time, papa, I don't want my chicken meat
I don't want them banty's2 mixed up with my dominiques3
Shoo, chickens, shoo, I don't want no banty's on my yard
Shoo, chickens, shoo, I don't want no banty's on my yard
I don't want them banty's mixed up with my Plymouth Rocks
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Note 1: pullets, a hen of the domestic chicken less than a year old;
Note 2: banty, a breed of domestic chicken;
Note 3: dominique, any of an American breed of domestic chicken with a rose comb, yellow legs, and barred plumage;
Note 4: Plymouth Rocks, any of an American breed of medium-sized single-combed dual-purpose domestic chicken.
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