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[Tuning: Eb Ab Db Gb Bb Eb (-1/2 Tone)]
[Intro]G D C G DG DYou know I like my chicken fried, cold beer on a friday nightC G DA pair of jeans that fit just right and the radio upG D C G D[Verse]G D C DWell I was raised up beneath the shade of a georgia pine and that's home you knowG D C DSweet tea, pecan pie and home made wine where the peaches growG D C DAnd my house it's not much to talk aboutG D C DBut it's filled with love that's grown in southern ground[Chorus]G DAnd a little bit of chicken fried, cold beer on a friday nightC G DA pair of jeans that fit just right and the radio upG DI like to seen the sun rise, see the love in my woman's eyesC G DFeel the touch of a precious child, and know a mother's love[Verse]G D C DWell its funny how it`s the little things in life that mean the mostG D C DNot where you live or what you drive or the price tag on your clothesG D C DThere`s no dollar sign on a piece of mind this I`ve come to knowG D C DSo if you agree have a drink with me, raise you glasses for a toast[Chorus]G DTo a little bit of chicken fried , cold beer on a friday nightC G DA pair of jeans that fit just right and the radio upG DI like to seen the sun rise, see the love in my woman's eyesC G DFeel the touch of a precious child, and know a mother's love[Solo]G D C G D[Verse]GI thank god for my lifeDAnd for the stars and stripesC G DMay freedom forever fly, let it ring.GSalute the ones who diedD CThe ones that give their lives so we don`t have to sacrificeG DAll the things we love[Chorus]G DLike our chicken fried, cold beer on a friday nightC G DA pair of jeans that fit just right and the radio upG DI like to seen the sun rise, see the love in my woman's eyesC G DFeel the touch of a precious child, and know a mother's love[Chorus]G DGetcha a little chicken fried, cold beer on a friday nightC G DA pair of jeans that fit just right and the radio upG DI like to seen the sun rise, see the love in my woman's eyesC G DFeel the touch of a precious child, and know a mother's love