Chicken Fried by Zac Brown Band

Capo 2

E B A E B

                     E
You know I like my chicken fried
                  B
A cold beer on a Friday night
                     A
A pair of jeans that fit just right
              E  B  E
And the radio up

E B A E B

             E
Well, I was raised up
             B                  A
Beneath the shade of a Georgia pine
             B
And that's home you know
E                B                A
Sweet tea, pecan pie and homemade wine
            B
Where the peaches grow
     E                 B            A    B
And my house it's not much to talk about
          E
But it's filled with love
        B                 A   B
That's grown in southern ground


Chorus
                          E
And a little bit of chicken fried
                B
Cold beer on a Friday night
                     A
A pair of jeans that fit just right
              E   B
And the radio up
                    E
Well, I've seen the sunrise
                   B
See the love in my woman's eyes
                     A
Feel the touch of a precious child
                    E    B
And know a mother's love


       E                 B                 A
It's funny how it's the little things in life
      B
That mean the most
     E                 B
Not where you live or what you drive
        A                B
Or the price tag on your clothes
           E                B
There's no dollar sign on a piece of mind
 A                B
This I've come to know
       E                 B
So if you agree, have a drink with me
           A              B
Raise your glasses for a toast


Chorus
                         E
To a little bit of chicken fried
                B
Cold beer on a Friday night
                     A
A pair of jeans that fit just right
               E   B
And the radio up
                     E
Well, I've seen the sunrise
                   B
See the love in my woman's eyes
                     A
Feel the touch of a precious child
                     E   B 
And know a mother's love


E B A E B x3

  
             E
I thank God for my life
             B
And for the stars and stripes
             A
May freedom forever fly
       E
Let it ring
           E
Salute the ones who died
              B
The ones that give their lives
                    A
So we don't have to sacrifice
                   E
All the things we love


Chorus 
                 E
Like our chicken fried
                   B
And cold beer on a Friday night
                      A
A pair of jeans that fit just right
              E  B
And the radio up
                    E
Well, I've seen the sunrise
                    B
See the love in my woman's eyes
                    A
Feel the touch of a precious child
                    E     B
And know a mother's love
                    E
Yes, a little chicken fried
               B
Cold beer on a Friday night
                     A
A pair of jeans that fit just right
              E   B
And the radio up
                    E
Well, I've seen the sunrise
                   B
See the love in my woman's eyes
                    A
Feel the touch of a precious child
                    E    B   E
And know a mother's love