Lookin' at the frog he ate up My fishbite sittin' on the bank of the riverside Took a little drink from a jug of moonshine Didn't have a chaser and almost died Thinkin' bout workin' on monday mornin' Never can wait till quittin' time Just to git down to the water And to wet my fish in line Well i'm countryfied I like my chicken fried I like to walk barefootin' Through the countryside Well i'm country folk I like to roll my smokes I love to hear a fiddle playin' The cotton eyed joe Never been much on conversation And say i'm hell when i get tight Love to git out my old coondog And shine up a few at night Like to sit around a campfire And hear old bluebird work Runnin' them cage of critters While everything is worth Well i'm countryfied I like my chicken fried I like to walk barefootin' Through the countryside Well i'm country folk I like to roll my smokes I love to hear a fiddle playin' The cotton eyed joe Well i'm countryfied I like my chicken fried I like to walk barefootin' Through the countryside Well i'm country folk I like to roll my smokes I love to hear a fiddle playin' The cotton eyed joe