Chicken Fried Song Lyrics by Zac Brown Band
You know I like my chicken friedA cold beer on a Friday nightA pair of jeans that fit just rightAnd the radio up
Well, I was raised up beneath the shade of a Georgia PineAnd that’s home you knowSweet tea, pecan pie, and homemade wine where the peaches growAnd my house, it’s not much to talk aboutBut it’s filled with love that’s grown in southern ground
And a little bit of chicken friedA cold beer on a Friday nightA pair of jeans that fit just rightAnd the radio upWell I’ve done seen the sun riseSee the love in my woman’s eyesFeel the touch of a precious childAnd know a mother’s love
It’s funny how it’s the little things in life that mean the mostNot where you live, what you drive, or the price tag on your clothesThere’s no dollar sign on a peace of mindThis I’ve come to knowSo if you agree, have a drink with meRaise your glasses for a toast
To a little bit of chicken friedA cold beer on a Friday nightA pair of jeans that fit just rightAnd the radio upWell I’ve done seen the sun riseSee the love in my woman’s eyesFeel the touch of a precious childAnd know a mother’s love
I thank God for my lifeAnd for the stars and stripesMay freedom forever fly, let it ringSalute the ones who diedThe ones that give their livesSo we don’t have to sacrificeAll the things we love
Like our chicken friedAnd cold beer on a Friday nightA pair of jeans that fit just rightAnd the radio upWell I’ve done seen the sun riseSee the love in my woman’s eyesFeel the touch of a precious childAnd know a mother’s loveGet your little chicken friedAnd cold beer on a Friday nightA pair of jeans that fit just rightAnd the radio upWell I’ve done seen the sun riseSee the love in my woman’s eyesFeel the touch of a precious childAnd know a mother’s love