Текст песни Toronzo Cannon - Chickens Comin' Home To Roost

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MY CHICKENS COMIN' HOME TO ROOST (Toronzo Cannon) My chickens coming home to roost For what I've done, My chickens coming home to roost For what I've done, Lord. I knew this day would come, That's why I'm always on the run. Let me tell you what I did. I took my best friend's wife But he never knew, I took my best friend's wife But he never knew. Now he's raising my two kids, He still don't have a clue. I turned a rich woman poor, Make a good woman go bad. I turned a rich woman poor, Make a good woman go bad. You know I love them and I leave them, Give them something they never had. I'd rather be judged by twelve Than carried by six to an open grave. I'd rather be judged by twelve Than carried by six to an open grave, Lord. No, I'm gonna do what I gotta do Before my judgement day. My chickens comin' home to roost For what I've done, My chickens comin' home to roost For what I've done, Lord. Now I've got blood on my hands, y'all, I knew this day would come.

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