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Ain’t Nobody Here but Us Chickens B. B. King  One night farmer brown was takin’ the air Locked up the barnyard with the greatest of care Down in the hen house something stirred When he shouted, who’s there? This is what he heard There ain’t nobody here but us chickens There ain’t nobody here at all So calm yourself and stop that fuss There ain’t nobody here but us We chickens tryin’ to sleep and you butt in And hobble, hobble, hobble, hobble, with your chin There ain’t nobody here but us chickens There ain’t nobody here at all You’re stompin’ around and shakin’ the ground Kicking up an awful dust We chickens tryin’ to sleep and you butt in And hobble, hobble, hobble, hobble, it’s a sin Tomorrow is a busy day We got things to do, we got eggs to lay We got ground to dig and worms to scratch It takes a lot of sittin’, gettin’ chicks to hatch Oh, there ain’t nobody here but us chickens There ain’t nobody here at all So quiet yourself and stop that fuss There ain’t nobody here but us Kindly point the gun the other way And hobble, hobble, hobble, hobble off and hit the hay Tomorrow is a busy day We got things to do, we got eggs to lay We got ground to dig and worms to scratch It takes a lot of sittin’, gettin’ chicks to hatch Oh, there ain’t nobody here but us chickens There ain’t nobody here at all So quiet yourself and stop that fuss There ain’t nobody here but us Kindly point the gun the other way And hobble, hobble, hobble, hobble off and hit the hay Hey, hey boss man, what do you say? It’s easy, pickins, there ain’t nobody here but us chickens |
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