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

>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 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
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