"Chicken Fried" Chorus G You know I like my Chicken Fried D Cold beer on a Friday night C A pair of jeans that fit just right D And the radio up G Well I like to see the sunrise D See the love in my womens eyes C Feel the touch of a precious child D or my mothers love Verse G D C Well I was raised underneath the shade of a Georgia pine And thats home ya know G D C Sweet tea, pecan pie and homemade wine where the peaches grow G D C Well my house aint much to talk about G D C but we were still loved and raised on southern ground G Chorus....And a little bit of Chicken fried Verse G D C Aint it funny how its the simple things in life That mean the most G D Not where you live or what you drive or the C Price tag on your clothes G D Theres no dollar sign on peace of mind C and this I've come to know G D If you agree have a drink with me C Raise your glasses for a toast G Chorus....To that chiken fried G D C D Verse G I think god for my life D And for the stars and stripes C May freedom forever fly G D Let it ring G Salute those who died D And the ones who gave their lives C So we dont have to sacrifice D All the things we love G Chorus........Like our Chicken Fried