Bake That Chicken Pie- Jackson County Barn Owls

Bake That Chicken Pie-
Jackson County Barn Owls

Bake That Chicken Pie

Traditional Old-Time, Song and Breakdown.

ARTIST:  Jackson County Barn Owls/Jackson County Ramblers (E.W. McClain & J.O. Harpold

MP3: Listen to: Jackson County Barn Owls

CATEGORY: Fiddle and Instrumental Tunes. DATE: 1930; Originally recorded in 1927 by Uncle Dave Macon.

RECORDING INFO: Jackson County Barn Owls. Home in West Virginia: West Virginia Project, Vol. 2, Old Homestead OHCS 177, LP (1987), cut# 8; Macon, Uncle Dave; & the/his Fruit Jar Drinkers. Nashville Early String Bands, Vol. 2, County 542, LP, cut# 13; County 542, Uncle Dave Macon & His Fruit Jar Drinkers - "Nashville: the Early String Bands, Vol. 2".

OTHER NAMES: Chicken Pie. Related To: "There's a Lock on the Chicken Coop Door."

SOURCES: Kuntz, Fiddler's Companion, http://www.ceolas.org/tunes/fc; Digital Tradition

NOTES: Jackson County Barn Owls is a pseudonym for Jackson County Ramblers (E.W. McClain & J.O. Harpold) who recorded this song in 1930, three years after Uncle Dave Macon's recording. Seems to be a cover of his song. Features nice harmonica solos.
 

BAKE THAT CHICKEN PIE- Jackson County Barn Owls

(Harmonica solo)

VERSE: Well, if you want to see *my brother made happy, I'll tell you what to do, 
Just go over to the neighbor's yard, there take down a chicken or two. 
Oh you slip around a dark night, where the chickens cannot see,
Gwine see that the bulldog's tied up, then peek up to the tree, 
You take a pole just to knock 'em off, then slap him like a goat,
Well if he hollers loudly, you wanna shove 'em up under your coat,

CHORUS: Bake that chicken, Lord put on lots of smiles,
Oh, Lord how I'd like to have a piece of that chicken pie.

(Harmonica solo)

Well the pullets that flop their wings and crow, when my brother passes by,
Seems to say that they can't be caught, and there ain't no use for to try,
And worse than all that happens, yes that you ever hear like be- fore,
Whenever you go to travel you find, there's a lock on the chicken house door.

Chorus

This country am gwine to the dogs at last, when the farmers sit and watch,
Big bull dog and a big steel trap in the watermelon patch,
And worse than all that happens, yes that you ever hear like be-fore,
Whenever you hear that er-e-er-er, [chicken crowing] 
there's a lock on the chicken coop door.

Chorus

[Harmonica]