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(tune: Ghost Riders in the Sky)
 
A chicken farmer went out, one dark and dreary day.
He rested by the coop, as he went along his way.
When all at once a rotten egg, hit him in the eye.
It was the sight he dreaded...Ghost chickens in the sky.
 
Chorus:
Bok, bok, bok, bok
Bok, bok, bok, bok
Ghost chickens in the sky
 
The farmer had raised chickens since he was 24.
Working for the Colonel for 30 years of more.
Killing all those chickens and sending them to fry.
Now they want revenge...Ghost chickens in the sky.
 
Chorus:
Bok, bok, bok, bok
Bok, bok, bok, bok
Ghost chickens in the sky
 
 
Their feet were black and shiny, their eyes were burning red.
They had no meat or feathers, these chickens were all dead.
They picked the farmer up and he died by the claw.
They cooked him extra crispy...and ate him with coleslaw
 
Chorus:
Bok, bok, bok, bok
Bok, bok, bok, bok
Ghost chickens in the sky
 

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