Chicken Fried

[Intro]
 
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You know I like my chicken fried
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Cold beer on a Friday night
                     D
A pair of jeans that fit just right
              A
And the radio up
 
 
[Verse 1]
 
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Well, I was raised up beneath the shade of a Georgia pine
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And that`s home you know
A                E                D
Sweet tea, pecan pie and homemade wine
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Where the peaches grow
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And my house, it`s not much to talk about
         A                       E                 Asus
But it`s filled with love that`s grown in southern ground
 
 
[Chorus]
 
N.C.                A
And a little bit of chicken fried
               E
Cold beer on a Friday night
                     D
A pair of jeans that fit just right
        Asus  A - E
And the radio up
                  A
I like to see the sunrise
                   E
See the love in my woman`s eyes
                    D
Feel the touch of a precious child
                    A - E
And know a mother`s love
 
 
[Verse 2]
 
     A                  E                D         E
It`s funny how it`s the little things in life that mean the most
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Not where you live, what you drive or the price tag on your clothes
           A                E              D                 E
There`s no dollar sign on a peace of mind, this I`ve come to know
      A                E
So if you agree have a drink with me
           D             E
Raise your glasses for a toast
 
 
[Chorus]
 
                   A
To a little bit of chicken fried
               E
Cold beer on a Friday night
                     D
A pair of jeans that fit just right
        Asus  A - E
And the radio up
                  A
I like to see the sunrise
                   E
See the love in my woman`s eyes
                    D
Feel the touch of a precious child
                    A - E
And know a mother`s love
 
 
[Verse 3]
 
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I thank God for my life
            E
And for the stars and stripes
               D                A - E
May freedom forever fly, let it ring
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Salute the ones who died
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The ones that give their lives so we don`t have to sacrifice
                  A - E
All the things we love
 
 
[Chorus]
 
           A
Like our chicken fried
                   E
And cold beer on a Friday night
                     D
A pair of jeans that fit just right
        Asus  A - E
And the radio up
                  A
I like to see the sunrise
                   E
See the love in my woman`s eyes
                    D
Feel the touch of a precious child
                    A - E
And know a mother`s love
 
              A
Getcha little chicken fried
                 E
A cold beer on a Friday night
                     D
A pair of jeans that fit just right
        Asus  A - E
And the radio up
                  A
I like to see the sunrise
                   E
See the love in my woman`s eyes
                    D
Feel the touch of a precious child
                    A - E
And know a mother`s love