Chicken Fried (Alternative Version) – Zac Brown Band
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You know I like my chicken fried And cold beer on a Friday night A pair of jeans that fit just right And the radio on I love to see the sun rise See the love in my woman’s eyes Feel the touch of a precious child Know mother’s love
Well I was raised up beneath the shade of a Georgia Pine And that’s home you know Sweet tea, pecan pie, and homemade wine Where the peaches grow And my house it’s not much to talk about But it’s filled with love that’s grown in southern ground
And a little bit of chicken fried Cold beer on a Friday night A pair of jeans that fit just right And the radio on I love to see the sun rise See the love in my woman’s eyes Feel the touch of a precious child Know mother’s love
And it’s funny how it’s the simple things in life that mean the most Not where you live, what you drive or the price tag on your clothes There’s no dollar sign on a peace of mind, this I’ve come to know So if you agree, have a drink with me, Raise you glasses for a toast
To a little bit of chicken fried And cold beer on a Friday night A pair of jeans that fit just right And the radio on I love to see the sun rise See the love in my woman’s eyes Feel the touch of a precious child Know mother’s love
I thank god for my life And for the stars and stripes May freedom forever fly, let it ring. Salute the ones who died And the ones that gave their lives So we don’t have to sacrifice All the things we love
Like our chicken fried Cold beer on a Friday night A pair of jeans that fit just right And the radio on I love to see the sun rise See the love in my woman’s eyes Feel the touch of a precious child Know mother’s love
You know i love my chicken fried Cold beer on a Friday night A pair of jeans that fit just right And the radio on I love to see the sun rise See the love in my woman’s eyes Feel the touch of a precious child Know mother’s love, love