Chords for Zac Brown Band sings "Chicken Fried" for KKNG 93.3

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_ [F#] _ _ _ No, I like my chicken fried.
Cold [A#] beer on a Friday night.
[C#] A pair of [B] jeans that fit just right.
And the [F#] radio [C#] goes.
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[F#] _ _ [D#] _ I [F#] pray that we meet the [C#] shade of a Georgia [B] pine.
[C#] And that's home.
[A#] Sweet tea, pecan pie, no made [F#] wine.
[C#] Where the beaches grow.
In my house it's not much to [B] talk about.
_ [C#] _ But it's filled with love, it's grown [B] in Southern ground.
[F#] And a little bit of chicken fried.
Cold [D#] beer on a Friday night.
A pair of [B] jeans that fit just right.
And the [F#] radio [C#] goes.
[F#] But I see it's all right.
I see the [C#] love in the woman's eyes.
[B] Feel the touch of a precious child.
And [F#] your mother's [C#] love.
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[F#] Ain't it funny how it's [C#] the little things in life.
That heat, [F#] oh it's not where you live.
But you [B] drive, oh the price tag [F#] on your clothes.
No dollar sign on a piece of [B] mine.
This [C#] I've come to know.
[F#] So if you agree, have a drink with [B] me.
Raise your glasses far.
[D#] Told you a little bit [F#] of chicken fried.
Cold [C#] beer on a Friday night.
A pair [B] of jeans that fit just right.
And [F#] the radio goes.
[C#] _
[F#] But I see it's all right.
I see [C#] the love in the woman's eyes.
Feel [B] the touch of a precious child.
[A#m] And your mother's [C#] love.
_ [F#] I _ _ [C#] _ _ _
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_ [B] _ _ thank [A#m] _ _ _
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[F#] God for my life.
He's full [A#m] of stars and stripes.
May [A#] freedom forever [B] fly.
Let [F#] it rain.
Salute the ones who die.
The ones that give their [A#] lives.
So [B] we don't have to sacrifice.
All [F#] the things we love.
Like our chicken.
_ Cold beer [C#] on a Friday night.
A [A#m] pair of jeans [B] that fit just right.
[D#m] And the radio [F#] goes. _
But I see it's all right.
I see the love in [C#] the woman's eyes.
Feel [B] the touch of a precious child.
And your [F#] mother's love.
Yes, you did a chicken fry.
_ Cold beer on [C#] a Friday night.
A pair [B] of jeans that fit just right.
And [F#] the radio goes. _
[C#] But I [F#] see it's all right.
I see the love [C#] in the woman's eyes.
[B] Feel the touch of a precious child.
And [F#] your mother's love.
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Oh.
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