From the recording Climate Change
Lyrics
Lord, Oh Lord, Lord, Oh Lord Take me back to that chicken-fighting world
I got me a wife and two teenage girls
I’m ducking crossfire in a no man’s world
“You’re my sis how could you be so sassy mean?” “If I’m so fat how come you fit in my jeans?”
Not long ago when they were little chicks we’d head to the river for an evening dip
Ruthie on my shoulders, Sara on my wife’s Moonlight splashing in those chicken fights
Lord, Oh Lord, Lord, Oh Lord Take me back to that chicken-fighting world
When I was Solomon-wise and Samson-strong in those little girls’ eyes I could do no wrong
Take me back to when they rode on our shoulders Take me back to when they’d never grow older Take me back to that chicken-fighting world when I got nothing but love from those chicken-fighting girls
Losing used to mean getting wet and refreshed Now it leads to “I’ll get you yet”
When they gonna learn nobody wins
When everybody’s gotta get the last word in
Lord, Oh Lord, Lord, Oh Lord Take me back to that chicken-fighting world
When I was Charlie Pride singing ‘em to sleep In those little girls’ minds I never sang off key They thought I oughta go down in history ‘cause I could walk on water and part the sea
Take me back to when they rode on our shoulders Take me back to when they’d never grow older Take me back to that chicken-fighting world when I got
Nothing but love from those chicken-fighting girls
The good Lord works in mysterious ways, Sometimes you get what you want, sometimes you get what you need
Sometimes you get down on your knees and pray And what you think you got coming you get to see Heading to the river, riding on our shoulders, laughing in the water, two little granddaughters
Lord, Oh Lord, Lord, Oh Lord
I’ll be back in that chicken-fighting world
And I’ll be Solomon-wise and Samson-strong In those little girls’ eyes I’ll do no wrong When I’m Charlie Pride singing ‘em to sleep In those little girls’ minds I’ll never sing off key They’ll remember me and our history ‘cause I’ll walk on water and part the sea
I’ll be back and they’ll ride on our shoulders I’ll be back and they’ll never grow older I’ll be back in that chicken-fighting world Getting nothing but love from those chicken-fighting girls
Lord oh Lord those chicken-fighting girls