As I mentioned in a former post about Zach Bryan song, I grew up with my parents playing and signing country, bluegrass, and gospel music. It will forever be in my blood and make me nostalgic.
Something about this song brought me back to those childhood years of sound in my home.
I had no idea until today that the song title is a breed of chicken. Friendly and docile, just like I like ’em. Not like that hell-beast rooster that chased me around my Uncle Bills house. 😀
Be good, do good, watch out for roosters.
everything, etc. 