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Verse 1:
You know I like my chicken fried….
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G D C D
Well I was raised up beneath the shade of a georgia pine a
nd that’s home you know
G D C D
Sweet tea, pecan pie and home made wine where the peaches grow
G D C D
And my house it’s not much to talk about
G D C D
But it’s filled with love that’s grown in southern ground
G D
And a little bit of chicken fried, cold beer on a friday night
C G D
A pair of jeans that fit just right and the radio up
G D
I like to seen the sun rise, see the love in my woman’s eyes
C G D
Feel the touch of a precious child, and know a mother’s love
G D C D
Well its funny how it`s the little things in life
that mean the most
G D C D
Not where you live or what you drive or the price tag
on your clothes
G D C D
There`s no dollar sign on a piece of mind this
I`ve come to know
G D C D
So if you agree have a drink with me, raise you glasses
for a toast
G D
To a little bit of chicken fried , cold beer on a friday night
C G D
A pair of jeans that fit just right and the radio up
G D
I like to seen the sun rise, see the love in my woman’s eyes
C G D
Feel the touch of a precious child, and know a mother’s love
Instrmental break: G D C G D
G
I thank god for my life
D
And for the stars and stripes
C G
May freedom forever fly, let it ring.
G
Salute the ones who died
D C
The ones that give their lives so we don`t have to sacrifice
G D
All the things we love
G D
Like our chicken fried, cold beer on a friday night
C G D
A pair of jeans that fit just right and the radio up
G D
I like to seen the sun rise, see the love in my woman’s eyes
C G D
Feel the touch of a precious child, and know a mother’s love
G D
Getcha a little chicken fried, cold beer on a friday night
C G D
A pair of jeans that fit just right and the radio up
G D
I like to seen the sun rise, see the love in my woman’s eyes
C G D
Feel the touch of a precious child, and know a mother’s love
