Introduction
“Chicken Fried” is a song by the Zac Brown Band, the lead distinct from their first showing studio album, “The Foundation.” Zac Brown and Wyatt Durrette wrote the music, and it rapidly became a hit, stretching out to the top of the Billboard Hot Country Songs chart.
The lyrics of “Chicken Fried” officiate at straightforward enjoyment and the joys of life, including family, love, and country living. It mentions archetypal American experiences, such as consuming fried chicken and drinking sweet tea and expressing gratitude for the freedoms expressed in the United States.
The song’s success helped force the Zac Brown Band to stardom, earning them widespread recognition in the country music scene. It has since become one of their signature songs, often performed at live shows and remaining a favorite among fans. “Chicken Fried” solidified the band’s reputation for their original blend of country, Southern rock, and folk influences.
Released in 2008
Lyrics:
You know I like my 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
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
A cold beer on a Friday night
A pair of jeans that fit just right
And the radio up
Well I’ve done seen the sun rise
See the love in my woman’s eyes
Feel the touch of a precious child
And know a mother’s love
It’s funny how it’s the little things in life that mean the most
Not where you live, what you drive, or the price tag on your clothes
There’s no dollar sign on a peace of mind
This I’ve come to know
So if you agree, have a drink with me
Raise your glasses for a toast
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’ve done seen the sun rise
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
And cold beer on a Friday night
A pair of jeans that fit just right
And the radio up
Well I’ve done seen the sun rise
See the love in my woman’s eyes
Feel the touch of a precious child
And know a mother’s love
Get your little chicken fried
And cold beer on a Friday night
A pair of jeans that fit just right
And the radio up
Well I’ve done seen the sun rise
See the love in my woman’s eyes
Feel the touch of a precious child
And know a mother’s love
