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Capo 2 Intro: E, B, A, E, B
You know I like mEy Chicken Fried Cold beer on a BFriday night A pair of jeans that Afit just right And the radiEo up B
Interlude: E, B, A, E, B Verse:
WellE I was raised underneath the sBhade of a Georgia pAine And that's home Bya know ESweet tea, pecan Bpie and homemade Awine where the Bpeaches grow Eand my house it's not Bmuch to talk aAbout B Ebut we were still loved and Bgrown on southern gAround B
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You know I like mEy Chicken Fried Cold beer on a BFriday night A pair of jeans that Afit just right And the radiEo up B Well I like to see theE sunrise See the love in my wBoman's eyes Feel the touch of a Aprecious child and my motherEs lovBe
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EAin't it funny how its the littBle things in Alife That mBean the most ENot where you live or wBhat you drive or the APrice tag on your clotBhes EThere's no dollar sign on pBeace of mind Aand this I've come to Bknow EIf you agree have a Bdrink with me ARaise your glasses for a Btoast
Chorus: Interlude: E, B, A, E, B 2x Verse:
I thank Egod for my life And for the Bstars and stripes May freedom Aforever fly Let it Ering B Salute Ethose who'd died And the ones who Bgives their lives So we don't have toA sacrifice All the things weE loveB
Chorus: 2x