Zac Brown Band - Chicken Fried

      [Intro]
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You know I like my chicken fried
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Cold beer on a Friday night
                      C 
A pair of jeans that fit just right
               D 
And the radio up

[Instrumental]
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[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
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Sweet tea, pecan pie, and homemade wine where the peaches grow
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And my house it's not much to talk about
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But it's filled with love that's grown in southern ground

[Chorus]
                      G 
And a little bit of chicken fried
                 D 
Cold beer on a Friday night
                      C 
A pair of jeans that fit just right
              D 
And the radio up
                    G 
Well I've seen the sun rise
                    D 
See the love in my woman's eyes
                      C 
Feel the touch of a precious child
                      D 
And know a mother's love

[Verse 2]
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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
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There's no dollar sign on a piece of mind
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This I've come to know
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So if you agree, have a drink with me
            C             D 
Raise you glasses for a toast

[Chorus]
                      G 
And a little bit of chicken fried
                 D 
Cold beer on a Friday night
                      C 
A pair of jeans that fit just right
              D 
And the radio up
                    G 
Well I've seen the sun rise
                    D 
See the love in my woman's eyes
                      C 
Feel the touch of a precious child
                      D 
And know a mother's love

[Instrumental] x3
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[Verse 3]
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I thank God for my life
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And for the stars and stripes
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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
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All the things we love

[Chorus]
                      G 
And a little bit of chicken fried
                 D 
Cold beer on a Friday night
                      C 
A pair of jeans that fit just right
              D 
And the radio up
                    G 
Well I've seen the sun rise
                    D 
See the love in my woman's eyes
                      C 
Feel the touch of a precious child
                      D 
And know a mother's love

[Chorus 2]
                  G 
Get your little chicken fried
                 D 
Cold beer on a Friday night
                      C 
A pair of jeans that fit just right
               D 
And the radio up
                    G 
Well I've seen the sun rise
                     D 
See the love in my woman's eyes
                     C 
Feel the touch of a precious child
                     D 
And know a mother's love