Chickens Comin Home To Roost by Toronzo Cannon Lyrics

My chickens coming home to roost for what I've done
My chickens coming home to roost for what I've done, Lord
I knew this day would come
That’s why I'm always on the run
Let me tell you what I did

I took my best friend’s wife but he never knew
I took my best friend’s wife but he never knew
Now he’s raising my two kids
He still don’t have a clue

I turned a rich woman poor, make a good woman go bad
I turned a rich woman poor, make a good woman go bad
You know I love them and I leave them
Give them something they never had

I’d rather be judged by twelve than carried by six to an open grave
I’d rather be judged by twelve than carried by six to an open grave, Lord
No, I’m gonna do what I gotta do before my judgement day, hey

My chickens coming home to roost y'all, for what I've done
Uh, my chickens coming home to roost for what I've done, Lord
Now I’ve got blood on my hands y'all, I knew this day would come