Zac Brown Band - Chicken Fried

E flat tuning



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Well I was raised up beneath the shade of a georgia pine and that's 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







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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





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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





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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





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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 



               

      

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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





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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