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You know I like my Chicken Fried G
Cold beer on a Friday nightD
A pair of jeans that fit just rightC
And the radio (Break) up (In on & ofD 1)C
Fiddle.. G / D / C / G / D /
Well I was raised Gunderneath the shade of a Georgia pine D C
And that?s home ya kDnow (Break)
GSweet tea, pecan pie and homDemade wine C
where the peaches gDrow
And my hGouse It?s not much to talk aboDut C D
but a stilGl in love it?s grown in soDuthern ground (Break) C B C C D
And a little bit of Chicken Fried
Cold beer on a Friday nightD
A pair of jeans that fit just rightC
And the radio up D
I like to see the sunrise G
See the love in my woman?s eyes D
Feel the touch of a precious childC
And know a mother?s love G D
It?s fGunny how it?s the little things iDn life? C
That meanD the most
Not wheGre you live or what you drive Dor the
CPrice tag on your clothes D
There?s no dollar siGgn on peace of mind D
CThis I've come to know D
So If youG agree have a drink with me D
Raise your glasses Cfor a toast (Band baDck in on ?Fried?)
To a little bit of Chicken Fried G
& Cold beer on a Friday night D
A pair of jeans that fit just righCt
And the radio up D
I like to see the sunrise G
See the love in my woman?s eyes D
Feel the touch of a precious childC
And know a mother?s love G D
Fiddle Solo: G / D / C / G / D / G / D / C / G / D / Into Guitar intro
I thank god for my lifGe
And for the stars and Dstripes
May freedom forever fly C
Let it rinGg D
Salute the ones whoG died
And the ones who give their lives D
So we dont have to sacrifice C
All the things we love D
Gitch ya little Chicken Fried etc.
2nd half of Chorus: normal feel
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