Тональность

 
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Verse 1:
You know I like my chicken fried....
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G                      D            C         D
Well I was raised up beneath the shade of a georgia pine a
nd that's home you know
G           D           C         D
Sweet tea, pecan pie and home made wine where the peaches grow
G               D        C         D
And my house it's not much to talk about
      G                 D           C     D
But it's filled with love that's grown in southern ground

                   G              D
And a little bit of chicken fried, cold beer on a friday night
               C                  G      D
A pair of jeans that fit just right and the radio up
              G                  D
I like to seen the sun rise, see the love in my woman's eyes
                C                      G      D
Feel the touch of a precious child, and know a mother's love


      G             D           C      D
Well its funny how it`s the little things in life 
that mean the most
   G           D              C               D
Not where you live or what you drive or the price tag 
on your clothes
        G           D         C           D
There`s no dollar sign on a piece of mind this 
I`ve come to know
     G           D                C         D
So if you agree have a drink with me, raise you glasses 
for a toast

                   G              D
To a little bit of chicken fried , cold beer on a friday night
               C                  G      D
A pair of jeans that fit just right and the radio up
              G                  D
I like to seen the sun rise, see the love in my woman's eyes
                C                      G      D
Feel the touch of a precious child, and know a mother's love

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        G
I thank god for my life
         D
And for the stars and stripes
          C           G
May freedom forever fly, let it ring.
       G
Salute the ones who died
          D                        C
The ones that give their lives so we don`t have to sacrifice
             G     D
All the things we love

           G               D
Like our chicken fried, cold beer on a friday night
               C                  G      D
A pair of jeans that fit just right and the radio up
              G                  D
I like to seen the sun rise, see the love in my woman's eyes
                C                      G      D
Feel the touch of a precious child, and know a mother's love

           G               D
Getcha a little chicken fried, cold beer on a friday night
               C                  G      D
A pair of jeans that fit just right and the radio up
              G                  D
I like to seen the sun rise, see the love in my woman's eyes
                C                      G      D
Feel the touch of a precious child, and know a mother's love