Chicken Fried

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You know I like my chicken fried, cold beer on a friday night
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A pair of jeans that fit just right and the radio up

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[Verse 1]

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Well I was raised up beneath the shade of a georgia pine and that's 
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home
you know
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Sweet tea, pecan pie and home made wine where the peaches grow
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And my house it's not much to talk about
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But it's filled with love that's grown in southern ground

[Chorus]

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And a little bit of chicken fried, cold beer on a friday night
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A pair of jeans that fit just right and the radio up
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I like to seen the sun rise, see the love in my woman's eyes
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Feel the touch of a precious child, and know a mother's love

[Verse 2]

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Well its funny how it`s the little things in life that mean the most
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Not where you live or what you drive or the price tag on your clothes
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There`s no dollar sign on a piece of mind this I`ve come to know

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So if you agree have a drink with me, raise you glasses for a toast

[Chorus]

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To a little bit of chicken fried , cold beer on a friday night
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A pair of jeans that fit just right and the radio up
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I like to seen the sun rise, see the love in my woman's eyes
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Feel the touch of a precious child, and know a mother's love

[Solo]

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[Verse 3]

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I thank god for my life
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And for the stars and stripes
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May freedom forever fly, let it ring.
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Salute the ones who died
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The ones that give their lives so we don`t have to sacrifice
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All the things we love

[Chorus]

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Like our chicken fried, cold beer on a friday night
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A pair of jeans that fit just right and the radio up
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I like to seen the sun rise, see the love in my woman's eyes
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Feel the touch of a precious child, and know a mother's love

[Chorus 2]

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Getcha a little chicken fried, cold beer on a friday night
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A pair of jeans that fit just right and the radio up
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I like to seen the sun rise, see the love in my woman's eyes
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Feel the touch of a precious child, and know a mother's love

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