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Letra Chicken Fried

Chiken Fried

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

Take Me Home, Country Roads

Country Roads, take me home
To the place I belong,
West Virginia,
Mountain mamma,take me home
Country roads