Lyrics:
I'm goin' tell everybody, what that Chickasaw has done done for me I'm goin' tell everybody, what that Chickasaw has done done for me She done
I'm might tell everybody What that Chickasaw has done, done for me I'm might tell everybody What that Chickasaw has done, done for me She done stole
I'm might tell everybody What that Chickasaw has done, done for me I'm might tell everybody What that Chickasaw has done, done for me She done
I'm might tell everybody What that Chickasaw has done, done for me I'm might tell everybody What that Chickasaw has done, done for me She done
done brung us some peppermint candy Momma fixed a custard pie Bought her a store-bought doll from Jackson She's a apple of everyone's eye Chickasaw
done brung us some peppermint candy Momma fixed a custard pie Bought her a store-bought doll from Jackson She's a apple of everyone's eye Chickasaw
she want me to get off in her jaws I'm a chief like Chickasaw, I can make a chicken talk Know we gotta get even, yea we had to beat the odds I'm
Goin' down in Chickasaw, gon' take that right hand road Goin' down in Chickasaw, gon' take that right hand road Bet I ain't gon' stop till I come up
peace pipe and bury that hatchet Like the Choctaws, Chickasaws, Chattahoochee's, Chippewas do. If you're feeling mad as a wet hen, Mad as you
peace pipe and bury that hatchet Like the Choctaws, Chickasaws, Chattahoochee's, Chippewas do If you're feeling mad as a wet hen, Mad as you can
She was reckless as the summer sun Full of heat, her hair undone She had a ticket and she had a gun Going down to Chickasaw The day was hot
Chickasaws and outlaws I can feel the sunshine Sweeping through the plains Jesus on the mainline Devil stay away Rain or shine Oklahoma's gonna be okay
Chickasaws and outlaws I can feel the sunshine Sweeping through the plains Jesus on the mainline Devil stay away Rain or shine Oklahoma's gonna be okay
peace pipe and bury that hatchet Like the Choctaws, Chickasaws, Chattahoochee's, Chippewas do If you're feeling mad as a wet hen, Mad as you can
peace pipe and bury that hatchet Like the Choctaws, Chickasaws, Chattahoochee's, Chippewas do If you're feeling mad as a wet hen, Mad as you can
Hey, Hey, Hey Chickasaw 1837 Western Tennessee Three-thousand-one cross the mighty Mississippi Down The Trail Of Tears went the Southeast tribes
I was smoking making music out on Chickasaw Told my homies I'ma pull up I'ma pull up with the liquor dawg Got a little coming in but I need that
the rain beats down like a Chickasaw drum Cause I belong to the land of painted horses Well I'm a daughter of the whirlwind dust Molded from red river mud
peace pipe and bury that hatchet Like the Choctaws, Chickasaws, Chattahoochee's, Chippewas do. If you're feeling mad as a wet hen, Mad as you
call the mob, I can call the slimes, I can call up the Freemasons Got the Glock involved, I'm on Chickasaw I ain't going out to no haters Put a hundred
Long ago your word will grow the world passed down to the Navajo Brought across country tracks Chickasaws on horses backs the myth in the maps
a pearl People gonna wanna Xerox you baby It's a good thing you ain't a Chickasaw Or your soul would take the overnight train To Pittsburgh calling
you to get up in that motherfucker's face This ain't no real motherfuckin' Chickasaw This is a real motherfuckin' Chickasaw Nation Keepin' it real
Ho, jump down, spin around; let's have a party Look who's back: Stay Away Joe Choctaw, Chickasaw, gonna drink me hearty Welcome back, Stay Away
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