โหลดเพลง mp3 Chicken Every Sunday - Bobby Bare

Chicken Every Sunday - Bobby Bare
Chicken every Sunday mama everything's all right

Johnny was just a little boy the day his daddy died

And his mama had a hard time

Keeping them both but the lord knows how she tried

And sometimes she'd tell him son
We got heaven on our side

There's chicken every Sunday Johnny
Sunday Johnny
Everything's all right

Although he was just a little lad he never did forget

His mama special way of saying

How their little home was blessed

And sometimes she would said

When she said her prayers at night

She'd bowed her head and said

Chicken every Sunday lord and everything's all right

Well johnny grew to be a man and his mama passed away

And this fate would have happened
Johnny's the rich man today

In fact they held the dinner to honor johnny's name

And with his fame and his riches

You might think that johnny had changed

But thirty rich men sat around and passed the golden cup

And johnny god bless his honor

Looked around and then stood up

Thirty rich men bowed their heads
And everything grew quiet

And johnny said chicken every Sunday
Mama Chicken every Sunday mama everything's all right
All right

Chicken every Sunday mama everything's all right