F#m
You know I like my Chicken Fried
C#
Cold beer on a Friday night
B
A pair of jeans that fit just right
F#m C#
And the radio up
Interlude: F#m C# B F#m C#
Verse:
F#m C# B
Well I was raised underneath the shade of a Georgia pine
And that’s home ya know
F#m C# B
Sweet tea, pecan pie and homemade wine
where the peaches grow
F#m C# B
Well my house ain’t much to talk about
F#m C# B
but we were still loved and raised on southern ground
Chorus:
F#m
And a little bit of Chicken fried
C#
Cold beer on a Friday night
B
A pair of jeans that fit just right
F#m C#
And the radio up
F#m
Well I like to see the sunrise
C#
See the love in my woman’s eyes
B
Feel the touch of a precious child
F#m C#
and my mothers love
Verse:
F#m C# B
Ain’t it funny how its the simple things in life
That mean the most
F#m C#
Not where you live or what you drive or the
B
Price tag on your clothes
F#m C#
There’s no dollar sign on peace of mind
B
and this I’ve come to know
F#m C#
If you agree have a drink with me
B
Raise your glasses for a toast
Chorus
Interlude: F#m C# B F#m C#
Verse:
F#m
I think god for my life
C#
And for the stars and stripes
B
May freedom forever fly
F#m C#
Let it ring
F#m
Salute those who died
C#
And the ones who gave their lives
B
So we don’t have to sacrifice
F#m C#
All the things we love
Chorus
