Chicken Fried
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You know I like my chicken fried
Cold beer on a Friday night
A pair of jeans that fit just right
And the radio up
I was raised up beneath the shade of a Georgia pine
And that's home, you know
Sweet tea, pecan pie and homemade wine
Where the peaches grow
My house, it's not much to talk about
But it's filled with the love that's grown in the southern ground
And a little bit of chicken fried
Cold beer on a Friday night
A pair of jeans that fit just right
And the radio up
I've seen the sun rise
Seen the love in my woman's eyes
Feel the touch of my precious child
I know a mother's love
It's funny how it's the little things in life
That mean the most
Not where you live or what you drive
Or the price tag on your clothes
There's no dollar sign on a peace of mind
This I've come to know
So if you agree, have a drink with me
And raise your glasses for a toast
To a little bit of chicken fried
Cold beer on a Friday night
A pair of jeans that fit just right
And the radio up
I've seen the sun rise
Seen the love in my woman's eyes
Feel the touch of my precious child
I know a mother's love
Thank God for my life
For the stars and stripes
May freedom forever fly
Let it ring
Salute the ones who died
The ones who gave their lives
So we don't have to sacrifice
All the things we love
Like our chicken fried
Cold beer on a Friday night
A pair of jeans that fit just right
And the radio up
A little bit of chicken fried
Cold beer on a Friday night
A pair of jeans that fit just right
And the radio up
I've seen the sun rise
Seen the love in my woman's eyes
Feel the touch of my precious child
I know a mother's love