Crow Black Chicken

Well, I went on the mountain
And I give my horn a blow
I thought I heard some purty gal say
«Yonder come my beau»
Crow black chicken, crow for a day
Crow black chicken and fly away
Crow black chicken and-a
I like chicken pie
Well, the hardest work that ever I done
Was plowin' a field of rye
The easiest work that ever I done
Was a-eatin' chicken pie
Chicken crow for midnight
And chicken crow for a day
Along come an owl, Lord, have mercy
Stole my chicken away
Crow black chicken and crow for a day
Crow black chicken and fly away
Crow black chicken and-a
I like chicken pie
Crow black chicken, crow for a day
Crow black chicken and fly away
Crow black chicken and-a
I like chicken pie