Cluckin' Rebel
Alex Wilson
Description
The song’s vocal style is a deep, gravel-warm rasp with Appalachian charm, delivered with playful energy that turns verses into cheeky tales and choruses into rowdy laughs, evoking barnyard mischief, The arrangement is a bouncy country ditty, led by a twangy acoustic guitar plucking silly riffs, with fiddle squawks mimicking chicken clucks and a light banjo roll for rural fun, creating a catchy groove that's whimsical and toe-tappin', Lyrical metaphors like “poultry spy” and “plumed prankster” paint vivid, humorous snapshots of holler life, blending everyday farm chaos with exaggerated adventure in a lighthearted storytelling vein, The emotional impact is pure silliness, a grin-inducin' tune that lifts spirits like a back porch yarn, leavin' listeners chucklin' and hummin' along to the rebel hen's antics
Lyrics
Verse 1 Mrs. Henderson's coop's a fortress of wire and spite, But that crafty bird vanishes into the night. Peck-plottin' schemes like a poultry spy, Squeezin' past guards with a wink in her eye. Chorus Cluckin' rebel, slippin' chains with flair, Hen on the prowl, feathers everywhere! Dancin' 'cross the holler 'neath Kentucky's gleam, Mrs. H fumblin' blind, losin' her steam. Hey cluck-cluck, mischief queen, plot your next scheme? Dodgin' the dawn, livin' the dream! Verse 2 She parades through the yard, evadin' the mutt's glare, Snatchin' stray kernels from who-knows-where. Rooster's bewildered, crowin' in vain, That hen's pullin' strings like a barnyard hurricane. Chorus Cluckin' rebel, slippin' chains with flair, Hen on the prowl, feathers everywhere! Dancin' 'cross the holler 'neath Kentucky's gleam, Mrs. H fumblin' blind, losin' her steam. Hey cluck-cluck, mischief queen, plot your next scheme? Dodgin' the dawn, livin' the dream! Bridge Someday she'll rocket over that wobbly wall, Leavin' the nest for a feathered free-for-all. But tonight she's twirlin' in the spotlight's tease, A plumed prankster bringin' knees to their knees. Chorus Cluckin' rebel, slippin' chains with flair, Hen on the prowl, feathers everywhere! Dancin' 'cross the holler 'neath Kentucky's gleam, Mrs. H fumblin' blind, losin' her steam. Hey cluck-cluck, mischief queen, plot your next scheme? Dodgin' the dawn, livin' the dream! Outro Yeah, cluckin' rebel, stirrin' up the dust, In the Kentucky holler, you're the one we trust... to bust!