Chicken - Live at the Fillmore East, New York, NY [Show 1] - October 4, 1968

We would like to do a song
That we, we don't always get a chance to do
Uh, everywhere we play, it's called Chicken
Let's see if you dig it

You're a chicken (you're a chicken)
Don't be no buck, buck, buck, buck, bucker

Don't let a stranger sell you stories
Buyin' is cheap and so is lyin'
I've got a place already for you
The space between livin' and dyin'

You're a chicken (you're a chicken)
'Cause you've got a gutter mind
Don't be no buck, buck, buck, buck, bucker
You can leave your fear behind

Don't you know I'm in your corner?
Don't you know I'll do it for you, you?
We'll be too much together
Nothing left that we can't do, no no

Cock-a-doodle-doo to you
Cock-a-doodle-doo

You're a chicken (you're a chicken)
Have you heard about me?
Don't be no buck, buck, buck, buck, bucker
I am here to set you free

People think I'm scared to party
Sometimes I do, sometimes I don't
Call me chicken, buck, buck, bucker
You can call me what you want, oh!

Would you turn the girl's microphone on?
Rosie Stone, would you turn the electric microphone on?

Don't you know I'm in your corner?
Don't you know I'm good for you, you, you-you?
We'll be too much together, uh
Nothing left that we can do
No, no!

Cock-a-doodle-doo to you
Cock-a-doodle-doo

You're a chicken (you're a chicken)
'Cause you've got a gutter mind
Don't be no buck, buck, buck, buck, bucker
You can leave your fear behind

People think I'm scared to party
Sometimes I do, sometimes I don't
Call me chicken, buck, buck, bucker
You can call me what you want, hey!

Old McDonald had a farm
Ee-i-ee-i-o
And on his farm he had some drums
Ee-i-ee-i-o, oh, oh, oh, oh

I said on his farm he had a choir
Ee-i-ee-i-o, oh, oh, oh, oh
That's right, I hear you say
And da, da-da-da, da, da
Da, da-da-da, oo-e-oo-e-ooh
Alright

I said on his farm he had a choir
Ee-i-ee-i-o, oh, oh, oh, oh
Da, da-da-da, da, da (hey!)
Da, da-da-da, boo-e-boo-e-ooh

Don't you know I'm in your corner?
Don't you know I'm good for you, you
We'll be too much together
Nothing left that we can do

Doodle-doo to you
Cock-a-doodle-doo

You're a chicken (you're a chicken)
Have you heard about me?
Don't be no buck, buck, buck, buck, bucker
I am here to set you free

People think I'm scared to party
Sometimes I do, sometimes I don't
Call me chicken, buck, buck, bucker
You can call me what you want, hey!

Cock-a-doodle-doo to you
Cock-a-doodle-doo to you
Cock-a-doodle-doo to you
Cock-a-doodle-doo to you
Cock-a-doodle-doo to you (buck, buck, buck, buck, bucker)
Don't be no chicken (cock-a-doodle-doo to you)

Lil' thing
Lil' thing
Lil' thing