Zac Brown Band Sic 'Em on a Chicken Lyrics:
Sic 'em on a chicken.
Sic 'em on a chicken.
Sic 'em on a chicken and watch them feathers fly

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

My dog Pete is the smallest dog of
all the dogs in my yard
He's a mean son' bitch
Drinks Beam and water from a broken mason jar

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

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

I heard this awful noise coming outta the woods
I heard chicken screams
Know it ain't gonna be good

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Well I think we lost the chicken
Think we lost the chicken
Think we lost the chicken
because I just heard him cry

Think we lost the chicken
Think we lost the chicken
Think we lost the chicken but you can get
another one for a dollar 79

In a couple of years his spurs have grown
He wasn't safe to keep around the house
When he almost took an eyeball from Lonny's son
And I was sitting at home making fig preserves
And I'd seen where that young 'un got kicked in the face
And I knew that that was the day
that rooster was going to get what
he deserved

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

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

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

Sic 'em on a chicken
Get that chicken
I can smell the kitchen and it's almost supper time
Lyrics: Sic 'Em on a Chicken, Zac Brown Band [end]