She moved in the house across the street when I was just fourteen
And from my vast experience she was the best I'd ever seen
My mom and dad took a pie and went to say a neighborly hello
But I was too chicken to cross the road
Cross the road [cross the road]
Cross the road [cross the road]
Yeah I was too chicken to cross the road
I'd-a liked to help her mow the yard, but I was too afraid
To come pull some weeds or plant some seeds, or just bring her lemonade
About fifty yards to her house from ours, but I just couldn't go
Cause I was too chicken to cross the road
Cross the road [cross the road]
Cross the road [cross the road]
Yeah I was too chicken to cross the road
Well after weeks of brooding by myself
One day I came out of my shell
And I crossed that road, and my heart raced
When we stood face to face
And do you know what she said?
She said I saw you at your house the day we moved in the neighborhood
And from my vast experience no one ever looked so good
My voice would squeak if I tried to speak, afraid my thoughts would show
And I was too chicken to cross the road
Well we laughed and talked and laughed some more
Like we'd been friends for years
And after all this time together
We still laugh at those old fears
And we've never heard a truer word, it's so obvious now we know
It was love that made the chicken cross the road
Yeah we were quite a pair, both so scared, but now we laugh at that old joke
It was love that made the chicken cross the road
It was love that made the chicken cross the road
The FuMP
2014-09-12
Artist
Steve Goodie
Um... this is a semi-sentimental song. 'A bit of a departure,' you might say. 'Yes,' I might reply. But I like it. And hell, no matter how 'serious' it might be, its title is a classic joke. So it's gotta be fump-worthy just based on that, right?
My co-writer, Justin, is the originator of this one. Justin played it at one of my notorious Ishtar-B-Q's a few years ago, and I liked it a LOT. I liked it enough to ask him if I could add a chorus to it (it had no chorus at the time). Justin said sure. So I did.
It took many re-writes and bouts of frustration to get this thing into its current state. Co-writer Jenny Casey jumped in and helped a lot. There, I said it. My contractual obligation to Jenny is now satisfied.
Don't worry, I'll post something gross next month!
Lyrics: Justin Case, SG, and Jenny Casey
Music: Justin Case and SG
Instruments, production: SG
Vocals: SG and Jenny Casey
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