Round and round the barn
That rooster chased the hen
They'd circle under the barn
Then double back time and
time again
The rooster he was handicapped
To see was plain for all
If he ever catches the ole hen
She'll have to trip and fall
I stood there in disbelief
I rubbed my face
I couldn't believe my eyes
That rooster wearin' bib over-alls
Cut and fit to size
A lady answered the door
Away out on that old ranch
I "said pardon me M'am
But is that rooster wearin' pants"
Oh yes I felt sorry for that bird
With his degradin' stance
So I used pa's old britches leg
To make that rooster some pants
He likes to strut and show his stuff
Then he'll really crow
Now we like to watch him
In those designer clothes
Chasin' that ole hen
Keeps us up in stitches
That's the way we get our laughs
A rooster wearin' britches |
