Big Rooster

You don’t know that you’re ragged

Or know that you’re haggard ‘til it hits you

And if you slow down some reaper or a clown will get you

And the red in the sky and red in your eye means danger

Hey Tonto split and you’re running like some crazy Lone Ranger

You’ve circled a wagon and burned up all your provisions

You smoked a peace pipe and you had you some pretty good visions

Tell me big rooster why is it you’re still clucking

I think buckshot is headed your way and you should be ducking

So tell me big rooster why is it you’re still clucking

I think buckshot’s headed your way and you should be ducking

Tell me big rooster why is it you’re still clucking

I think buckshot’s headed your way and you should be ducking