Zac Brown Band - Chicken Fried, аккорды песни для гитары

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

                   
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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
   
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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

Instrmental break: 
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I thank god for my life
         
D
And for the stars and stripes
          
C
           
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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

Intro (finger picking):
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--2-24-------4---2---2----0-----0------0-0---0-0-------------|
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E-
--------3-------3---2-----------------------------------------|

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-0-----0--0--0--0--0-------|
---0h2----------------0----|
------------0--2--3--------|
---------3-----------------|

Verse 1:
You know I like my chicken fried....
                                |
e-----------3--------------------------2--------|
b---3-----3------3------------3------3-----3----|
G-
--0---0---------0---0---0---2----2---------2--|
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---0-----0---0----------0-----0---0-0-0-0-2-----||
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-0---2-3-----------3---------------0-2-3--------||
-----------3--------------------3---------------||

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

Instrmental break: 
G
 
D
 
C
 
G
 
D

        
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