Chicken Fried

Chicken Fried - Highway Bros

You know I like my chicken fried

And 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 thats home you know

Sweet tea pecan pie and homemade wine

Where the peaches grow

And my house its not much to talk about

But its filled with love

Thats 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

I like to see the sunrise

See the love in my woman's eyes

Feel the touch of a precious child

And know a mothers love

It's funny how its the little things in life

That mean the most

Not where you live or what you drive

Or the price tag on your clothes

There's no dollar sign on peace 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

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 mothers love

I thank God for my life

For 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 mothers love

Yes 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 mothers love