(Laurence Wilson)
Well, I went on the mountain
And I gave my horn a blow
Thought I heard some purty gal say
«Yonder come my beau»
Crow black chicken and 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
Is plowin’ a field of rye
The easiest work that ever I done
Was eatin’ chicken pie
Chicken crow for midnight
And chicken crow for a day
Along come an owl, Lord, have mercy
And stole my chicken away