"Chicken Fried"
Chorus
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 like to see the sunrise
See the love in my womens eyes
Feel the touch of a precious child
or my mothers love
Verse
Well I was raised underneath the shade of a Georgia pine
And thats home ya know
Sweet tea, pecan pie and homemade wine
where the peaches grow
Well my house aint much to talk about
but we were still loved and raised on southern ground
Chorus....And a little bit of Chicken fried
Verse
Aint it funny how its the simple things in life
That mean the most
Not where you live or what you drive or the
Price tag on your clothes
Theres no dollar sign on peace of mind
and this I've come to know
If you agree have a drink with me
Raise your glasses for a toast
Chorus....To that chiken fried
Verse
I think god for my life
And for the stars and stripes
May freedom forever fly
Let it ring
Salute those who died
And the ones who gave their lives
So we dont have to sacrifice
All the things we love
Chorus........Like our Chicken Fried