Dolly Parton - Chicken Every Sunday lyrics
Dolly Parton [Dolly Rebecca Parton] Pittman Center, Tennessee, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Dolly Parton - Chicken Every Sunday lyrics]
Just cotton hand-me downs
This family calls me the lower class
Because 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 you
You remember you're just as good as him
Just because they got that big house
Sitting way up on 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
Because 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 don't let us date
Because they think that I'm not good enough
But my mama says forgive him honey
He is not 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
We've got chicken every Sunday