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I'm not a pheasant plucker, I'm a pheasant plucker's son
And I'm sittin' pluckin' pheasants 'til the pheasant plucker comes
My daddy was a pheasant plucker, finest in the land
When it came to plucking pheasants, he was always in demand
He can pluck 'em with his left hand, he can pluck 'em with his right
I've seen him pluck the pheasants in the clear middle light
I'm not a pheasant plucker, I'm a pheasant plucker's son
And I'm sittin' pluckin' pheasants 'til the pheasant plucker comes
He always was a poor man, and he worked hard for his pay
I went out a-shootin' pheasants which he sat and plucked all day
I don't wanna end up like him plucking pheasants 'til I'm dead
Gotta find another way to earn me bread
I'm not a pheasant plucker, I'm a pheasant plucker's son
And I'm sittin' pluckin' pheasants 'til the pheasant plucker comes
Birds are flying overhead most of the day
Have to find a target just to earn me way
I'm not a pheasant plucker, I'm a pheasant plucker's son
And I'm sittin' pluckin' pheasants 'til the pheasant plucker comes
Tried to be an entertainer, or a joker or a clown
But the ones who came to see me, sure they just always put me down
Tried to be a chimney sweeper, but I didn't like the ash
Has to be a better way to earn some cash
I'm not a pheasant plucker, I'm a pheasant plucker's son
And I'm sittin' pluckin' pheasants 'til the pheasant plucker comes
The birds are flyin' overhead most of the day
Have to find a target just to earn me way
I'm not a pheasant plucker, I'm a pheasant plucker's son
And I'm sittin' pluckin' pheasants 'til the pheasant plucker comes
I'm not a pheasant plucker, I'm a pheasant plucker's son
And I'm sittin' pluckin' pheasants 'til the pheasant plucker comes
I'm not a pheasant plucker, I'm a pheasant plucker's son
And I'm sittin' pluckin' pheasants 'til the pheasant plucker comes