Aaron Tippin – Chicken Truck (lyrics)
Well, it was mornin’ when I left AlabamaAnd it must have been around mid JulyI got behind a chicken truck from GeorgiaAnd the feathers were a flyin’ like snow out of the sky I couldn’t get up the speed enough to pass himAnd a funny smell was gettin’ close to meAnd somethin’ keeps on messin’ … Aaron Tippin – Chicken Truck (lyrics)
