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[Verse]
D                     G
Sic 'em on a chicken, sic 'em on a chicken
D                                            A
Sic 'em on a chicken and watch them feathers fly
D                     G
Sic 'em on a chicken, sic 'em on a chicken
D                            A                    D
Bring out the butter an' the flour we're ready to fry

[Pre-Chorus]
D                                  G
My dog Pete is the smallest dog of all the dogs in my yard
       D                                             A
He's a mean son' b***h, drinks Beam an' water from a broken mason jar

[Chorus]
D                     G
Sic 'em on a chicken, sic 'em on a chicken
D                                            A
Sic 'em on a chicken and watch them feathers fly
D                     G
Sic 'em on a chicken, sic 'em on a chicken
D                            A                    D
Bring out the butter an' the flour we're ready to fry

[Instrumental]
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| (D) | (D) | (G) | (G) | (D) | (A) | (D) | (D) |

[Pre-Chorus]
  D                                       G
I heard this awful noise coming outta the woods
        D                                       A
I heard chicken screams, knew it ain't gonna be good

[Chorus]
  D                            G
I think we lost the chicken, I think we lost the chicken
  D                                                  A
I think we lost the chicken, 'cause I just heard him cry
  D                            G
I think we lost the chicken, I think we lost the chicken
    D                       A                     D
But you can get another one for a dollar seventy- nine

[Instrumental] 
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| (D) | (D) | (G) | (G) | (D) | (A) | (D) | (D) |

[Verse]
       D                                     G
Over a couple of years his spurs have grown, he wasn't safe to keep around the home
   D                                 A
He almost took an eyeball from Lonny son's
          D                                        G
An' I was in a kitchen makin' fig preserves, an' I heard that young 'un got kicked in the face
      D                    A                               D
An' I knew that day's that rooster's gonna get what he de- serves

[Chorus]
    D                     G
So, I chased the chicken, I chased the chicken
D                                              A
I chased the chicken an' Pete hit 'em from the side
D                     G
I chased the chicken, I chased the chicken
D                         A                     Bm
Me and Pete suppered on a home made chicken pot pie