John Keane - Contentment Blues lyrics

I've got no hard lipped woman Nagging at who I should be The blues lights rounding the corner They're not turning for no one like me Got a bucket of fried on the bench beside me Enough chicken for one man's needs Life's been getting a little bit easy lately Been swingin' from tree to tree No place I gotta be Come on up in a tree My chicken tastes good My chicken tastes good I love my chicken I love my chicken in a tree There's a good moves of a lifetime Going back to favor these times And to work and to move and to see All those good thing's I've done Come back to take care of me Take care of me, care of me You don't need to pay a dollar for your dues If all you're planning on playing are Contentment Blues I've got no hard-lipped woman Nagging at who I should be I see blues rounding the corner Not turning for someone like me I got a box of fried on the bench beside me Enough chicken for one's man's needs Life's been getting a bit breezy lately Been swinging from tree to breeze No place you gotta be Keep your head in the leaves The air smells sweet up here The chicken tastes good I love my chicken I love my chicken in a tree