Karaoke Chicken Fried (Home Grown Version) Zac Brown Band

You know I like my chicken fried

A 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

I've seen the love in my woman's eye

Feel the touch of a precious child know a mother's love

Well I was raised up beneath the shade

Of a Georgia pine and that's home you know

A sweet tea pecan pie and homemade wine where the peaches grow

In 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

A cold beer on a friday night

A pair of jeans that fit just right and the radio up

Well I've seen the sunrise

See the love in my woman's eyes

Feel the touch of a precious child know a mother's love

Well it's funny how the simple things

In life that mean the most

Not where you live what 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 your glasses for a toast

To a little bit of chicken fried

A cold beer on a friday night

A pair of jeans that fit just right and the radio up

Well I've seen the sunrise

See the love in my woman's eyes

Feel the touch of a precious child

I 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 a cold beer on a friday night

A pair of jeans that fit just right and the radio up

Well I've seen the sunrise

See the love in my woman's eyes

Feel the touch of a precious child know a mother's love

You know I like my chicken fried

A 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

I've seen the love in my woman's eye

Feel the touch of a precious child that know a mother's love