Lyrics: Zac Brown Band – Chicken Fried

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

Well I was raised up 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

Cold beer on a Friday night
A pair of jeans that fit just right
And the radio up
Well I like to see the sunrise
See the love in my woman’s eyes
Feel the touch of a precious child
And know a mother’s love

Well its funny how it’s the little things in life that mean the most
Not where you live or the car 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

Cold beer on a Friday night
A pair of jeans that fit just right
And the radio up
I like to see the sunrise
See the love in my woman’s eyes
Feel the touch of a precious child
And know a mother’s love

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

And cold beer on a Friday night
A pair of jeans that fit just right
And the radio up
I like to see the sunrise
See the love in my woman’s eyes
Feel the touch of a precious child
And know a mother’s love

Get ya a little chicken fried
And cold beer on a Friday night
A pair of jeans that fit just right
And the radio up
I like to see the sunrise
See the love in my woman’s eyes
Feel the touch of a precious child
And know a mother’s love

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Published in: on November 23, 2008 at 5:01 pm  Comments (1)  
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  1. One hell of a song. Some of the best lyrics in a Nashville song I’ve heard in quite some time. For some reason he reminds me a lot of Randy Rogers. Great post.


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