We all wake up to the rooster's crow
Would you like to see him laid down low?
Friday night, there's gonna be a cockfight
So, long about the daylight down
All the pickers come into town
Friday night, there's gonna be a cockfight
There's beans and rice, there's beer on ice
There's taters and cornbread too
'Cause the ones that get beaten are sure to get eaten
What else can a poor boy do?
Three wise men wagered their myrrh
On the bantam with the poisoned spur
Friday night, there's gonna be a cockfight
I've played dogs against rats, snakes against cats
I've even boxed a kangaroo
'Cause my weekly pay's seen better days
What else can a poor boy do?
The hens are flapping in the stands--
"Flying rooster, don't kill my man!"
Friday night, there's gonna be a cockfight
Friday night, there's gonna be a cockfight