Contentment Blues

I've got no hard lipped woman

Nagging at who I should be

The blues lights rounding the corner

They're not turning for no one like me

Got a bucket of fried on the bench beside me

Enough chicken for one man's needs

Life's been getting a little bit easy lately

Been swingin' from tree to tree

No place I gotta be

Come on up in a tree

My chicken tastes good

My chicken tastes good

I love my chicken

I love my chicken in a tree

There's a good moves of a lifetime

Going back to favor these times

And to work and to move and to see

All those good thing's I've done

Come back to take care of me

Take care of me, care of me

You don't need to pay a dollar for your dues

If all you're planning on playing are Contentment Blues

I've got no hard-lipped woman

Nagging at who I should be

I see blues rounding the corner

Not turning for someone like me

I got a box of fried on the bench beside me

Enough chicken for one's man's needs

Life's been getting a bit breezy lately

Been swinging from tree to breeze

No place you gotta be

Keep your head in the leaves

The air smells sweet up here

The chicken tastes good

I love my chicken

I love my chicken in a tree