I've got no hard lipped woman   Nagging at who I should be   The blues lights rounding the corner   They're not turning for no one like me   Got a bucket of fried on the bench beside me   Enough chicken for one man's needs   Life's been getting a little bit easy lately   Been swingin' from tree to tree         No place I gotta be   Come on up in a tree   My chicken tastes good   My chicken tastes good         I love my chicken   I love my chicken in a tree         There's a good moves of a lifetime   Going back to favor these times   And to work and to move and to see   All those good thing's I've done   Come back to take care of me   Take care of me, care of me   You don't need to pay a dollar for your dues   If all you're planning on playing are Contentment Blues         I've got no hard-lipped woman   Nagging at who I should be   I see blues rounding the corner   Not turning for someone like me   I got a box of fried on the bench beside me   Enough chicken for one's man's needs   Life's been getting a bit breezy lately   Been swinging from tree to breeze         No place you gotta be   Keep your head in the leaves   The air smells sweet up here   The chicken tastes good         I love my chicken   I love my chicken in a tree