The chicken wakes up like she does every morning To the sounds of her husband´s screams Sat in the dark on the eggs she is warming She closes her eyes and dreams of Walking to Memphis, becoming a dentist
Anything but this I mean, she likes her life as a mother and wife But is that all she is? She stares out the window
The very next morning, the chicken decides to Make her escape, get a taste of freedom She runs out the coop that her life´s been confined to Suddenly sees the thing she´s only dreamed of Just up ahead, gophers run through a meadow Deer graze, birds sing Her future is waiting, right there for the taking There´s just one thing
The chicken must first cross the road The road
A sea of trees and green and moss Waiting just across the road, the road A life of brighter days, a width of road away The road is gigantic, the chicken is little She moves ahead left-right-left, right-left-right All of a sudden, she stops in the middle Frozen in place by a pair of headlights It´s anyone´s guess what then happened next But most think she died But I think we ought to believe that she got to The other side So that´s why she did it