Zac Brown Band - Chicken fried

You know I like my ch^Eicken fried A cold beer on a F^Briday night A pair of jeans that ^Afit just right And the radio ^Eup ^{B E}

Well, I was r^Eaised up Beneath the s^Bhade of a Georgia p^Aine And that's ho^Bme you know ^ESweet tea, pecan ^Bpie and homemade ^Awine Where the pe^Baches grow And m^Ey house it's not m^Buch to talk a^About ^B But it's f^Eilled with love That's g^Brown in southern g^Aroun^Bd

And a little bit of chicke^En fried Cold beer on a F^Briday night A pair of jeans that ^Afit just right And the radio ^Eup ^B Well, I've seen the ^Esunrise See the love in my ^Bwoman's eyes Feel the touch of a p^Arecious child And know a mother's ^Elove ^B

It's fu^Enny how it's the l^Bittle things in li^Afe That m^Bean the most Not w^Ehere you live or w^Bhat you drive Or the p^Arice tag on your ^Bclothes There's no ^Edollar sign on a ^Bpiece of mind T^Ahis I've come to ^Bknow So if y^Eou agree, have a d^Brink with me Raise your ^Aglasses for a t^Boast

To a little bit of chicke^En fried Cold beer on a F^Briday night A pair of jeans that ^Afit just right And the radio u^Ep ^B Well, I've seen the s^Eunrise See the love in my ^Bwoman's eyes Feel the touch of a p^Arecious child And know a mother's l^Eove ^B

I thank God f^Eor my life And for the s^Btars and stripes May freedom f^Aorever fly Let it ^Ering Salute the ^Eones who died The ones that ^Bgive their lives So we don't have to ^Asacrifice All the things we l^Eove

Like our chicken ^Efried And cold beer on a ^BFriday night A pair of jeans that f^Ait just right And the radio ^Eup ^B Well, I've seen the ^Esunrise See the love in my w^Boman's eyes Feel the touch of a ^Aprecious child And know a mother's ^Elove ^B Yes, a little chicke^En fried Cold beer on a ^BFriday night A pair of jeans that ^Afit just right And the radio ^Eup ^B Well, I've seen the ^Esunrise See the love in my ^Bwoman's eyes Feel the touch of a ^Aprecious child And know a mother's ^Elove ^{B E}