You can bet if there’s ever trouble, or a dust-up around town
I will give you a pound to a dollar I’ll bet she’s hanging ‘round.
Ol’ Speckled Hen, what dirt you turned up once again?
I see your causin’ problems well, that’s just you Ol’ Speckled Hen.
I see you up on High Street, see you runnin’ ‘round the yard
you give me such a headache, ‘cause I never know where you are.
My head’s in pain and spinnin’ my eyes are red and sore
I think I’m stayin’ home now, I ain’t chasin’ you no more.
Ol’ Speckled Hen, what kinda trouble you in again?
I think it’s time to put you down
my best worst friend, Ol’ Speckled Hen.

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