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Intro:
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Instrumental:
Well I was
And thatʼs
Sweet
Where the peac
And my house itʼs not
But itʼs
Chorus:
A
that
Not
Or the price tag on your
Thereʼs no dollar sign on a
This Iʼve come to
So if
Raise your
Chorus:
A
Instrumental:
Chorus:
And
A
Outro:
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A
DYou know I like my chicken friedCCold beer on a Friday nightA
Gpair of jeans that fit Djust rightGAnd the radio upInstrumental:
DCG DGWell I was
Draised up beneath the shade Cof a Georgia pineAnd thatʼs
Ghome you knowSweet
Dtea pecan pie Gand homemade wineWhere the peac
Dhes growAnd my house itʼs not
Cmuch to talk aboutG But itʼs
Dfilled with love thatʼs Ggrown in southern DgroundChorus:
CAnd a little bit of Dchicken friedGCold beer on a DFriday nightA
Cpair of jeans that Dfit just rightGAnd the radio DupCWell Iʼve seen the DsunriseGSee the love in my Dwomanʼs eyesCFeel the touch of a Dprecious childGAnd know a motherʼs loveDWell itʼs funny how itʼs the Clittle things in lifethat
Gmean the mostNot
Dwhere you live Gor the car you driveOr the price tag on your
DclothesThereʼs no dollar sign on a
Cpeace of mindThis Iʼve come to
GknowSo if
Dyou agree have a Gdrink with meRaise your
Dglasses for a toastChorus:
CTo a little bit of Dchicken friedGCold beer on a DFriday nightA
Cpair of jeans that Dfit just rightGAnd the radio DupCWell Iʼve seen the DsunriseGSee the love in my Dwomanʼs eyesCFeel the touch of a Dprecious childGAnd know a motherʼs loveInstrumental:
DCG DGDI thank God for my lifeCAnd for the stars and stripesGMay freedom forDever fly, Glet it ring.DSalute the ones who diedCThe ones that give their livesGSo we donʼt have to DsacrificeGAll the things we loveChorus:
CLike our Dchicken friedAnd
Gcold beer on a DFriday nightA
Cpair of jeans that Dfit just rightGAnd the radio DupCWell Iʼve seen the DsunriseGSee the love in my Dwomanʼs eyesCFeel the touch of a Dprecious childGAnd know a motherʼs loveOutro:
CGetcha liDttle chicken friedA
Gcold beer on a DFriday nightA
Cpair of jeans that Dfit just rightGAnd the radio DupCWell Iʼve seen the DsunriseGSee the love in my Dwomanʼs eyesCFeel the touch of a Dprecious childGAnd know a motherʼs loDve C
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