Chorus 1
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 C
And the radio (Break) up (In on & of 1)
Fiddle.. G / D / C / G / D /
Verse 1 (½ time)
G D C
Well I was raised underneath the shade of a Georgia pine
D
And that’s home ya know (Break)
G D C
Sweet tea, pecan pie and homemade wine
D
where the peaches grow
G D C D
And my house It’s not much to talk about
G D C (B C C# D)
but a still in love it’s grown in southern ground (Break)
Chorus 2 G
And a little bit of Chicken Fried
D
Cold beer on a Friday night
C
A pair of jeans that fit just right
D
And the radio up
G
I like to see the sunrise
D
See the love in my woman’s eyes
C
Feel the touch of a precious child
G D
And know a mother’s love
Verse 2 ½ Time
G D C
It’s funny how it’s the little things in life…
D
That mean the most
G D
Not where you live or what you drive or the
C D
Price tag on your clothes
G D
There’s no dollar sign on peace of mind
C D
This I've come to know
G D
So If you agree have a drink with me
C D
Raise your glasses for a toast (Band back in on “Fried”)
Chorus 3
G
To a little bit of Chicken Fried
D
& Cold beer on a Friday night
C
A pair of jeans that fit just right
D
And the radio up
G
I like to see the sunrise
D
See the love in my woman’s eyes
C
Feel the touch of a precious child
G D
And know a mother’s love
Fiddle Solo: G / D / C / G / D / G / D / C / G / D / Into Guitar intro
Verse 3 ½ Time Guitar vocals only
G
I thank god for my life
D
And for the stars and stripes
C
May freedom forever fly
G D
Let it ring
G
Salute the ones who died
D
And the ones who give their lives
C
So we dont have to sacrifice
D
All the things we love
Chorus 4: Like our Chicken Fried etc..
Chorus 5: (REGGAE First half of Chorus)
Gitch ya little Chicken Fried etc.
2nd half of Chorus: normal feel
Out