Chickens from Creation by Lea Morris

Sally knows around 7:30 she’ll be free
That’s the only way she makes it through the day
She’ll never be a Marilyn Monroe, but she knows she’s got her thing
She’s a good girl, she’s a smart girl. And she’s never out of place
She’s just thinking about the time when everyone will know her name
So she pours another glass til they say when
She’s so busy counting chickens, man
The girl can’t even see. That right now, baby, no-one even knows you at all
Sally’s going to buy a cover for the pool
Put a swing in the front yard just for her boys
Nobody minds that she lives on Second Street
in an old rundown apartment by the closed-down Dairy Queen
Where’s the harm in only dreaming? It’s the best break that she’s had.
Right now, Sally, no one’s ever heard you at all
Hey, Sally, Baby. Go tell those guys it’s last call.

• Acoustic
• contemporary folk
• singer-songwriter
• Braunschweig