Chords for Chicken Fried - Zac Brown Band (Cover By: James Meadows and The Country Mile Drifters)

_ [F#] _ _ _ Introduce the band to you real quick guys over here on my left, this is [G] Mr.
Billy Bassie [C#] from
Bristol Virginia.
He's been playing around a time or [F#m] two.
[C#] He just turned 29.
_ [C] Over [F] here on my right,
[G#] this is Mr.
Mike Collins, Damascus Virginia, formerly of Pulaski Virginia, on the Telecaster
and a little bit later [F#] Stratocaster.
_ _ [G] Back here his first gig guys, make him feel welcome.
He
is absolutely tearing it [F#m] up.
Mr.
Nathan [G#] McClure [F#] from [A] Nashville, currently lives down [F#] in Bristol. _ _
[B] Nashville the reason you're tearing it up?
[N] _ [F#] _ He is good.
Alright folks, we're gonna do some Zach
Brown banding. _ _ _
You know I like my chicken fried, a cold [C#] beer on a Friday night, a pair of [B] jeans
that fit just right, and a [F#m] radio.
_ [C#] _
_ [F#] _ I _ [C#] _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ [G#] _ _ [F#] _ [A#] _
[G#m] [F#] was raised underneath [C#] the shade of a [B] Georgia pine, [C#] that's
corn and [F#] corn, ATP [C#] can't pine, [B] homemade [C#] wine, where the peaches grow.
[F#] My house [C#] it's not much
to [B] talk about, _ [C#] _
[F#] but it feels the [C#] love of growing in [B] southern ground, [C#]
and a [F#] little bit of chicken fried.
A cold [C#] beer on a Friday night, a pair of [B] jeans that fit just right, and a [F#] radio.
I [C#]
like [F#] to see the sun up, see the loving
moment [C#m] of silence, feel the [B] touch of a precious child, you know a [F#] mother's love.
[C#] _
[F#] It's funny [C#] how it's the [B] little things in life that [C#] make the [F#] most.
Not where you [C#] live or what you [B] drive or the price tag [C#] on your book.
[F#] There's no dollar [C#] sign or piece of [B] mind,
just I've [C#] come to know.
[F#m] So if you [C#] agree, have a drink with [B] me, raise your glasses [C#] for [F#] a toast, do a little bit of chicken fried.
_ [C#] A cold beer on a Friday night, a pair [F#] of jeans [B] that fit just right, and a radio.
[F#] _ [C#]
I [F#] like to see the sun up, [C#] see the loving moment of silence, feel the [B] touch of a precious child,
you know a [F#] mother's [C#] love.
_ [F#] _ _ You [C#m] _ _ [C#] _
_ [Bm] _ _ [C#] _ _ [F#] _ [D#] _ _
[F#] got to know my life, [C#] full of stars and stripes, may [B] freedom forever fly, and let [F#] it _ [C#]
ring,
to [F#] salute the ones who died, [C#] the ones who gave their lives, [B] so we don't have to sacrifice, all the things [F#] we [C#] love.
_ [F#] _ _ [C#] A cold beer on a Friday night, a pair of [B] jeans that fit just right, and a radio.
[F#] _ [C#] I like to [F#] see the sun up, [C#] see the loving moment of silence, feel the touch [B] of a precious child,
you know a [F#] mother's [C#] love.
[F#] It's a yitzy pride.
A [C#] cold beer on a Friday night, a pair [B] of jeans that fit just right, [F#] oh, [C#] I [F#] like to see the sun up, see the [C#] loving moment of silence, feel the [B] touch of a precious child,
a _ [F#] mother's [C#] love. _
[D#] _ _ [C#] _ [F#] _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ [N] _