You know I like my chicken fried

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Cold beer on a friday night
A pair of jeans that fit just right
And the radio up
Well I've seen the sun rise
See the love in my woman's eyes
Feel the touch of a precious child
And know a mother's love

Well I was raised 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

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Well it's funny how it's the
little things in life that
mean the most
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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 you glasses for a toast

To a little bit of chicken fried

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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

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You know I like my chicken fried

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