Dolly Parton
Chicken Every Sunday

(Charlie Craig - Betty Craig)

Just because all my dresses are just cotton hand-me-downs
This family calls me the lower class
'Cause we're only poor folks on the other side of town
They won't let him walk up my path.

But my mama says don't worry when they say those things about ye
You remember you're just as good as him
Just because they got that big house settin' way upon the hill
Why you don't have to look up to them.

We've got chicken every Sunday and the preacher comes around
And every Saturday morning daddy takes us all to town
And we'd go to the picture show or picnics on the ground
Oh, that's the lower class and I'm glad that's what I am.

--- Instrumental ---

'Cause my mama don't belong to the ladies social set
My daddy can't afford the country club
His folks look down on me and they won't let us be
'Cause they think that I'm not good enough.

But my mama says forgive him honey he ain't worthy of
And in anything you're too good for him
Just because they've got money and a big fine house
Well, we won't take no self off of them.

We've got chicken every Sunday and the preacher comes around
And every Saturday morning daddy takes us all to town
And we'd go to the picture show or picnics on the ground
Oh, that's the lower class and I'm glad that's what I am.

We've got chicken every Sunday and the preacher comes around
And every Saturday morning daddy takes us all to town
And we'd go to the picture show or picnics on the ground
Oh, that's the lower class and I'm glad that's what I am...


Mirror lyrics:

Oh, that's the lower class and I'm glad that's what I am...
And we'd go to the picture show or picnics on the ground
And every Saturday morning daddy takes us all to town
We've got chicken every Sunday and the preacher comes around

Oh, that's the lower class and I'm glad that's what I am.
And we'd go to the picture show or picnics on the ground
And every Saturday morning daddy takes us all to town
We've got chicken every Sunday and the preacher comes around

Well, we won't take no self off of them.
Just because they've got money and a big fine house
And in anything you're too good for him
But my mama says forgive him honey he ain't worthy of

'Cause they think that I'm not good enough.
His folks look down on me and they won't let us be
My daddy can't afford the country club
'Cause my mama don't belong to the ladies social set

--- Instrumental ---

Oh, that's the lower class and I'm glad that's what I am.
And we'd go to the picture show or picnics on the ground
And every Saturday morning daddy takes us all to town
We've got chicken every Sunday and the preacher comes around

Why you don't have to look up to them.
Just because they got that big house settin' way upon the hill
You remember you're just as good as him
But my mama says don't worry when they say those things about ye

They won't let him walk up my path.
'Cause we're only poor folks on the other side of town
This family calls me the lower class
Just because all my dresses are just cotton hand-me-downs

(Charlie Craig - Betty Craig)


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