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You know I like my Chicken Fried
Cold beer on a Friday night
A pair of jeans that fit just right
And the radi o up
Well I was raised underneath the shade of a Georgia pine
And that's home ya know
Sweet tea, pecan pie and homemade wine
where the peaches grow
Well my house ain't much to talk about
but we were still loved and raised on southern ground
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Well I like to see the sunrise
See the love in my w oman's eyes
Feel the touch of a precious child
and my mother s love
Ain't it funny how its the sim ple things in l ife
That mean the most
Not where you live or w hat you drive or the
Price tag on your clothes
There's no dollar sign on peace of mind
and this I've come to know
If you agree have a dr ink with me
Raise your glasses for a toast
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I think god for my life
And for the stars and stripes
May freedom forever fly
Let it ring
Salute those who died
And the ones who gave their lives
So we don't have to sacrifice
All the things we love