Fightin' Cock - Black Oak Arkansas
Down south there's a gamblin' sport Where they throw cock-roosters in a pit Son, ain't syin' what's right or wrong. I'm just sayin' how it is One day I came across a small country town And all kinds of excitement was comin' down The folks spent all their money For a fight to the finish With a champion fightin' cock Oh Oh Oh Fightin' cock You're spurs are hot They came to see the battle from miles around Ain't no other rooster could ever put him down They never heard of mercy nor the meaning of fear The only thing they understood Was happening right there Oh Oh Oh Fight cock Won't you show me what you got While you're spurs are hot His feathers were ruffled His tail was so bright Struttin' real fancy He always moved just right And then he screamed out as did before Because because he's in the middle He stood no more Oh Oh Oh Fightin' cock Oh Oh Oh won't you show Me what you've got Oh Oh Oh fightin' cock Oh Oh Oh you're spurs are hot
Artist: Black Oak Arkansas
Title: Fightin' Cock