Chicken Fried Lyrics

You know I like my chicken fried A cold beer on a Friday night A pair of jeans that fit just right And the radio up
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 up
Well, I’ve seen the sunrise See the love in my woman’s eyes Feel the touch of a precious child And know a mother’s love
It's funny how it’s the little things in life That mean the most Not where you live or what you drive Or the price tag on your clothes There’s no dollar sign on a piece of mind This I’ve come to know
So if you agree, have a drink with me Raise your glasses for a toast
To a little bit of chicken fried Cold beer on a Friday night A pair of jeans that fit just right And the radio up
Well, I’ve seen the sunrise See the love in my woman’s eyes Feel the touch of a precious child And know a 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 The ones that give their lives So we don’t have to sacrifice All the things we love
Like our chicken fried And cold beer on a Friday night A pair of jeans that fit just right And the radio up
Well, I’ve seen the sunrise See the love in my woman’s eyes Feel the touch of a precious child And know a mother’s love
Yes, a little chicken fried Cold beer on a Friday night A pair of jeans that fit just right And the radio up
Well, I’ve seen the sunrise See the love in my woman’s eyes Feel the touch of a precious child And know a mother’s love