End of the Road - Goodnight, Texas

Chickens in the meadow

Brown and yellow

Black and white and red on the hill

Twenty one hens

Livin' in pens

The rooster know how to crow

Mama said she gonna kill a rooster this summer

Sleepin' in the winter

If it’s crowin' like a sinner

I don’t wanna kill ‘im

Maybe we could sell ‘im

Sell ‘im to the man at the end of the road

The end of the road

A man so old

Lives all alone with dogs and his gold

Ain’t got a rooster

Know that he used to

Maybe I’ll pay him a visit in the mornin'

Barn with the chickens

Has slim pickin’s

Wandered all around til he died

My little sister

Picked her up kissed her

Brought her in a mother and cried

She’s only seven

Goin' on eleven

Goin' on twenty five

She could plow a field with the back of her heel

She’s a worker and queen of the hive

Chickens in the meadow

Brown and yellow

Can’t keep track of the spots on her back

Prayed for a minute

The way you danced in it

Maybe the mountain won’t die

I don’t wanna go and

See what I know and

Learn if you love me true

And then I come home

If I feel all alone

And saddle up next to you