Barney

He was a fancy farm rooster always prunin’ and preenin' his feathers for show But man could that rooster wake up the dead when he puffed his chest and let out a crow He was the king of the barnyard for sure struttin’ around just like he owned the place Any time a critter would get too close Barney would go after them in a chase He'd peck at the legs of the big critters poke the small ones right on top of the head If' a young rooster try to challenge him them long spurs of his just might leave them dead All them hens would go scratchin’ and cacklin’ as they went sashaying about the farm Each hen knew as did the animals too with Barney there they won’t come to no harm One morning my wife was gathering eggs I heard a ruckus I couldn't believe Barney was chasing my wife cross the yard was the funniest thing I'd ever see'd Old Barney was a mighty good rooster none better for taking care of the coup But I do have to tell you all something Barney made a mighty fine chicken soup Let that be a lesson to you cowboys you might think that you're a running the land But step out of line and you're gonna find who's really holding the reigns in their hand