Lyrics to Sic 'em On A Chicken :
Sic 'em on a chicken.
Sic 'em on a chicken.

Sic 'em on a chicken and watch them feathers fly

Sic 'em on a chicken.

Sic 'em on a chicken.
Sic 'em on a chicken. Bring out the butter and the flour we're ready to fry.


My dog Pete is the smallest dog of all the dogs in my yard
He's a mean son' (*##$
Drinks Beam and water from a broken mason jar


Sic 'em on a chicken.
Sic 'em on a chicken.

Sic 'em on a chicken and watch them feathers fly

Sic 'em on a chicken.

Sic 'em on a chicken.
Sic 'em on a chicken.
Bring out the butter and the flour we're ready to fry.


I heard this awful noise coming from the woods
I heard chicken screams

Know it ain't gonna be good

Well I think we lost the chicken

Think we lost the chicken
Think we lost the chicken because I just heard him cry


Think we lost the chicken
Think we lost the chicken
Think we lost the chicken but you can get another one for a dollar 79


In a couple of years his spurs have grown
He wasn't safe to keep around the house

When he almost took an eyeball from Lonny's son
And I was sitting at home making fig preserves
And I'd seen where that rooster kicked him in the eye

And I knew that that was the day that chicken was going to get what he deserved

So I chased the chicken

I chased the chicken
I chased the chicken and Pete hit 'em from the side


I chased the chicken
I chased the chicken
I chased the chicken and me and Pete suppered on a home made chicken pot pie


Sic 'em on a chicken.
Sic 'em on a chicken.

Sic 'em on a chicken and watch them feathers fly

Sic 'em on a chicken

Get that chicken
I can smell the kitchen and it's almost supper time