คอร์ด เนื้อเพลง Chicken - in The Corn Brushy One String Chordza
Hey, Pancho
Where ya goin'?
I'm going to San Francisco man
To see my friend El Pancho
He says, "Hey One String
There's something you got to know, you know?"
I said, "Yeah"
"When we are back on our saddles and our horses
We sing this old country song like this"
Chicken in the corn
Say the corn can't grow, mama, hey
When chicken in the corn
Say the corn can't grow, hey
When chicken in the corn
Say the corn can't grow, mama, hey
When chicken in the corn
Say the corn can't grow, hey
On my way to San Francisco, mm, mm
Where I buck my friend and his name was Pancho
He said, "One String
There's something you got to know
When we are back on our saddles and our horses
Where we go
We sing this"
Chicken in the corn
Say the corn can't grow, mama, hey
When chicken in the corn
Say the corn can't grow, hey
When chicken in the corn
Say the corn can't grow, mama, hey
When chicken in the corn
Say the corn can't grow, hey
Don't need to brag
No need to boast
I can rock you from a pillow
To post to post
When the music's nice
We play them twice
While the girls are screaming out like mice
My name is Brushy
I'm the King of Swing
To rap your music
And to let you sing
No, it doesn't really matter what the people wanna say
I rap my music night and day
Rock them night and day
My mama hear me say
Chicken in the corn
Say the corn can't grow, mama, hey
When chicken in the corn
Say the corn can't grow, hey
When chicken in the corn
Say the corn can't grow, mama, hey
When chicken in the corn
Say the corn can't grow, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Chicken in the corn
Say the corn can't grow, mama, hey
When chicken in the corn
Say the corn can't grow, hey
When chicken in the corn
Say the corn can't grow, mama, hey
When chicken in the corn
Say the corn can't grow, hey
Don't need to brag
No need to boast
I can rock you from a pillow
To post to post
When the music's nice
We play them twice
While the girls are screaming out like mice
My name is Brushy
I'm the King of Swing
To play your music
And to let you sing
No, it doesn't really matter what the people wanna say
I rap my music night and day
Rock them night and day yeah
And Lucy hear me say
Chicken in the corn
Say the corn can't grow, mama, hey
When chicken in the corn
Say the corn can't grow, hey
When chicken in the corn
Say the corn can't grow, mama, hey
When chicken in the corn
Say the corn can't grow, hey
When chicken in the
When chicken in the
Corn can't grow
When chicken in the
I think that is the one, man
Where ya goin'?
I'm going to San Francisco man
To see my friend El Pancho
He says, "Hey One String
There's something you got to know, you know?"
I said, "Yeah"
"When we are back on our saddles and our horses
We sing this old country song like this"
Chicken in the corn
Say the corn can't grow, mama, hey
When chicken in the corn
Say the corn can't grow, hey
When chicken in the corn
Say the corn can't grow, mama, hey
When chicken in the corn
Say the corn can't grow, hey
On my way to San Francisco, mm, mm
Where I buck my friend and his name was Pancho
He said, "One String
There's something you got to know
When we are back on our saddles and our horses
Where we go
We sing this"
Chicken in the corn
Say the corn can't grow, mama, hey
When chicken in the corn
Say the corn can't grow, hey
When chicken in the corn
Say the corn can't grow, mama, hey
When chicken in the corn
Say the corn can't grow, hey
Don't need to brag
No need to boast
I can rock you from a pillow
To post to post
When the music's nice
We play them twice
While the girls are screaming out like mice
My name is Brushy
I'm the King of Swing
To rap your music
And to let you sing
No, it doesn't really matter what the people wanna say
I rap my music night and day
Rock them night and day
My mama hear me say
Chicken in the corn
Say the corn can't grow, mama, hey
When chicken in the corn
Say the corn can't grow, hey
When chicken in the corn
Say the corn can't grow, mama, hey
When chicken in the corn
Say the corn can't grow, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Chicken in the corn
Say the corn can't grow, mama, hey
When chicken in the corn
Say the corn can't grow, hey
When chicken in the corn
Say the corn can't grow, mama, hey
When chicken in the corn
Say the corn can't grow, hey
Don't need to brag
No need to boast
I can rock you from a pillow
To post to post
When the music's nice
We play them twice
While the girls are screaming out like mice
My name is Brushy
I'm the King of Swing
To play your music
And to let you sing
No, it doesn't really matter what the people wanna say
I rap my music night and day
Rock them night and day yeah
And Lucy hear me say
Chicken in the corn
Say the corn can't grow, mama, hey
When chicken in the corn
Say the corn can't grow, hey
When chicken in the corn
Say the corn can't grow, mama, hey
When chicken in the corn
Say the corn can't grow, hey
When chicken in the
When chicken in the
Corn can't grow
When chicken in the
I think that is the one, man