I’ll feed the chickens on Monday
Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday
You feed the chickens on the weekend
And I’ll feed the rest of the days

Checkin’ out the stars with my girlfriend
All night Saturday, all day Sunday
You feed the chickens on the weekend
And I’ll feed the rest of the days

I barely make it through the weekdays
Workin’ hard just makes me miss her
You feed the chickens on the weekend
And I’ll feed the rest of the days

She’s got a cabin in the country
No bright lights to block my vision
We see all the way to heaven
All along the Milky Way.

I always bring a blanket
Moonshine liquor in a Mason Jar
And you feed the chickens on the weekend
And I’ll feed the rest of the days

We don’t do a lot of sleeping
All those stars just keep me wishin’
You would feed those chickens
On Saturday and Sunday

Well I’ll feed the chickens on Monday
Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday
You feed the chickens on the weekend
And I’ll feed the rest of the days…