Chicken Fried

capo 2 E B A E B E you know i like my chicken fried B a cold beer on a friday night A a pair of jeans that fit just right E B E and the radio up E B A E B E well , i was raised up B A beneath the shade of a georgia pine B and that’s home you know E B A sweet tea , pecan pie and homemade wine B where the peaches grow E B A B and my house it’s not much to talk about E but it’s filled with love B A B that’s grown in southern ground Chorus E and a little bit of chicken fried B cold beer on a friday night A a pair of jeans that fit just right E B and the radio up E well , i’ve seen the sunrise B see the love in my woman’s eyes A feel the touch of a precious child E B and know a mother’s love E B A it’s funny how it’s the little things in life B that mean the most E B not where you live or what you drive A B or the price tag on your clothes E B there’s no dollar sign on a piece of mind A B this i’ve come to know E B so if you agree , have a drink with me A B raise your glasses for a toast Chorus E to a little bit of chicken fried B cold beer on a friday night A a pair of jeans that fit just right E B and the radio up E well , i’ve seen the sunrise B see the love in my woman’s eyes A feel the touch of a precious child E B and know a mother’s love E B A E B x3 E i thank god for my life B and for the stars and stripes A may freedom forever fly E let it ring E salute the ones who died B the ones that give their lives A so we don’t have to sacrifice E all the things we love Chorus E like our chicken fried B and cold beer on a friday night A a pair of jeans that fit just right E B and the radio up E well , i’ve seen the sunrise B see the love in my woman’s eyes A feel the touch of a precious child E B and know a mother’s love E yes , a little chicken fried B cold beer on a friday night A a pair of jeans that fit just right E B and the radio up E well , i’ve seen the sunrise B see the love in my woman’s eyes A feel the touch of a precious child E B E and know a mother’s love