[00:00.00] 作词 : Zac Brown/Wyatt Durette
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Zac Brown/Wyatt Durette
[00:12.04]You know I like my chicken fried
[00:13.73]
[00:14.32]Cold beer on a Friday night
[00:16.13]A pair of jeans that fit just right
[00:19.01]
[00:20.01]And the radio up
[00:22.38]
[00:35.01]Well I was raised up beneath the shade of a Georgia pine
[00:38.14]
[00:39.20]And that's home you know
[00:40.82]Sweet tea pecan pie and homemade wine
[00:43.39]
[00:44.58]Where the peaches grow
[00:45.89]
[00:46.45]And my house it's not much to talk about
[00:49.08]
[00:52.01]But it's filled with love that's grown in southern ground
[00:54.89]
[00:56.95]And a little bit of chicken fried
[00:58.39]
[00:59.76]Cold beer on a Friday night
[01:01.33]
[01:02.39]A pair of jeans that fit just right
[01:04.20]
[01:05.20]And the radio up
[01:07.45]
[01:08.45]Well I've seen the sunrise
[01:09.70]
[01:10.95]See the love in my woman's eyes
[01:12.70]
[01:13.77]Feel the touch of a precious child
[01:16.45]And know a mother's love
[01:18.70]
[01:20.52]Well its funny how it's the little things in life that mean the most
[01:25.83]Not where you live or the car you drive or the price tag on your clothes
[01:31.02]There's no dollar sign on a piece of mind this I've come to know
[01:35.89]
[01:36.96]So if you agree have a drink with me
[01:40.02]Raise you glasses for a toast
[01:42.02]To a little bit of chicken fried
[01:43.39]
[01:44.77]Cold beer on a Friday night
[01:46.46]
[01:47.58]A pair of jeans that fit just right
[01:49.39]
[01:50.27]And the radio up
[01:52.83]
[01:53.71]Well I've seen the sunrise
[01:55.01]
[01:56.01]See the love in my woman's eyes
[01:57.94]
[01:58.76]Feel the touch of a precious child
[02:00.94]
[02:01.63]And know a mother's love
[02:04.13]
[02:39.01]I thank god for my life
[02:40.57]
[02:41.57]And for the stars and stripes
[02:43.26]
[02:44.07]May freedom forever fly, let it ring.
[02:47.70]
[02:49.89]Salute the ones who died
[02:51.00]
[02:52.82]The ones that give their lives
[02:54.32]
[02:55.32]so we don't have to sacrifice
[02:56.88]
[02:58.25]All the things we love
[03:00.51]
[03:01.51]Like our chicken fried
[03:02.50]
[03:03.88]Cold beer on a Friday night
[03:05.44]
[03:06.63]A pair of jeans that fit just right
[03:08.50]
[03:09.38]And the radio up
[03:11.76]
[03:12.69]Well I've seen the sunrise
[03:13.88]
[03:15.01]See the love in my woman's eyes
[03:16.69]
[03:17.76]Feel the touch of a precious child
[03:20.07]
[03:20.69]And know a mother's love
[03:23.19]
[03:24.07]To a little bit of chicken fried
[03:25.63]
[03:26.32]Cold beer on a Friday night
[03:28.13]
[03:29.01]A pair of jeans that fit just right
[03:31.13]
[03:32.20]And the radio up
[03:35.32]Well I've seen the sunrise
[03:36.51]
[03:37.57]See the love in my woman's eyes
[03:39.45]
[03:40.45]Feel the touch of a precious child
[03:42.07]
[03:43.20]And know a mother's love

作词 : Zac Brown/Wyatt Durette
作曲 : Zac Brown/Wyatt Durette
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 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
And 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
Cold beer on a Friday night
A pair of jeans that fit just right
And the radio up
Well I've seen the sunrise
See the love in my woman's eyes
Feel the touch of a precious child
And know a mother's love
Well its funny how it's the little things in life that mean the most
Not where you live or the car you drive or the price tag on your clothes
There's no dollar sign on a piece of mind this I've come to know
So if you agree have a drink with me
Raise you 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
Well I've seen the sunrise
See the love in my woman's eyes
Feel the touch of a precious child
And know a mother's love
I thank god for my life
And 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
Cold beer on a Friday night
A pair of jeans that fit just right
And the radio up
Well I've seen the sunrise
See the love in my woman's eyes
Feel the touch of a precious child
And know a mother's love
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
Well I've seen the sunrise
See the love in my woman's eyes
Feel the touch of a precious child
And know a mother's love