Chords for Zac Brown Band Chicken Fried Bass Cover with Notes & Tab
Tempo:
84.8 bpm
Chords used:
F#
C#
B
G#
C#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[C#]
[B] [F#]
You know, well, I'm a chicken fry
It [C#] cold beer on a Friday night a [B] pair of jeans that fit just right and [F#] the radio
[C#] [F#] Well, [C#]
[B] [F#]
I'm raised up and leave the shade of [B] a Georgia pie and [F#] that's home, you know, sweet [C#] deep
You can't buy [B] homemade wine
[C#] Where the peaches [F#] grow and my house it's not much to talk about
But [C#] it's filled with love is grown in [B] southern ground [C#]
[F#] and a little bit of chicken fry
Cold [C#] beer on Friday night a pair [B] of jeans that fit just right
and [G#] the radio
[C#]
But [F#] I see some
See the [C#] love in my mama's eyes
Feel a [B] touch of a precious child and no [F#] mother's love Oh
[C#]
[F#] Funny how it's a little [B] things in life
That mean a [F#] most not where you [C#] live what you [B] drive or the price tag on your clothes
[F#] There's no dollar sign on a piece of [B] mind
Just I've [C#] come to know
[F#] So if you [C#] agree have a drink with [B] me raise your glasses [C#] for toast to a [F#] little bit of chicken fry
It cold [C#] beer on Friday night a pair of [B] jeans that fit just right and the radio
Just right and the [F#] radio
[C#m]
[F#] But I see some right
See the [C#] love in my mama's eyes
Feel a [F#] touch of a precious child and no mother's love
[C#]
[F#] I
[C#]
[B] [F#] [G#]
[F#] [C#]
[G#]
[F#] [C#]
[B] [F#] [C#]
Thank [F#] God for my life
[C#] for the stars and stripes
May [F#] freedom forever fly
Let it [C#] ring
[F#] Salute the ones who die
The [C#] ones that give their lives so we [B] don't have to sacrifice
all the [F#] things we love
[C#]
[F#] Like our chicken fry
It cold [C#] beer on Friday night a pair of [F#] jeans that fit just right
and the radio
[C#m]
[F#] But I see some right see the [C#] love in my mama's eyes
Feel a [B] touch of a precious [F#] child and no mother's love
[C#]
Get [F#] a little chicken fry
It cold [C#] beer on Friday night a pair of jeans [B] that fit just right [F#] and the radio
[C#]
But I [F#] see some right
See [C#] love in my mama's eyes
Feel a touch [F#] of a precious child and no mother's love
[C#]
[F#] You
[B] [F#]
You know, well, I'm a chicken fry
It [C#] cold beer on a Friday night a [B] pair of jeans that fit just right and [F#] the radio
[C#] [F#] Well, [C#]
[B] [F#]
I'm raised up and leave the shade of [B] a Georgia pie and [F#] that's home, you know, sweet [C#] deep
You can't buy [B] homemade wine
[C#] Where the peaches [F#] grow and my house it's not much to talk about
But [C#] it's filled with love is grown in [B] southern ground [C#]
[F#] and a little bit of chicken fry
Cold [C#] beer on Friday night a pair [B] of jeans that fit just right
and [G#] the radio
[C#]
But [F#] I see some
See the [C#] love in my mama's eyes
Feel a [B] touch of a precious child and no [F#] mother's love Oh
[C#]
[F#] Funny how it's a little [B] things in life
That mean a [F#] most not where you [C#] live what you [B] drive or the price tag on your clothes
[F#] There's no dollar sign on a piece of [B] mind
Just I've [C#] come to know
[F#] So if you [C#] agree have a drink with [B] me raise your glasses [C#] for toast to a [F#] little bit of chicken fry
It cold [C#] beer on Friday night a pair of [B] jeans that fit just right and the radio
Just right and the [F#] radio
[C#m]
[F#] But I see some right
See the [C#] love in my mama's eyes
Feel a [F#] touch of a precious child and no mother's love
[C#]
[F#] I
[C#]
[B] [F#] [G#]
[F#] [C#]
[G#]
[F#] [C#]
[B] [F#] [C#]
Thank [F#] God for my life
[C#] for the stars and stripes
May [F#] freedom forever fly
Let it [C#] ring
[F#] Salute the ones who die
The [C#] ones that give their lives so we [B] don't have to sacrifice
all the [F#] things we love
[C#]
[F#] Like our chicken fry
It cold [C#] beer on Friday night a pair of [F#] jeans that fit just right
and the radio
[C#m]
[F#] But I see some right see the [C#] love in my mama's eyes
Feel a [B] touch of a precious [F#] child and no mother's love
[C#]
Get [F#] a little chicken fry
It cold [C#] beer on Friday night a pair of jeans [B] that fit just right [F#] and the radio
[C#]
But I [F#] see some right
See [C#] love in my mama's eyes
Feel a touch [F#] of a precious child and no mother's love
[C#]
[F#] You
Key:
F#
C#
B
G#
C#m
F#
C#
B
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C#] _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _
You know, well, I'm a chicken fry
It [C#] cold beer on a Friday night a [B] pair of jeans that fit just right and [F#] the radio _ _
[C#] _ _ [F#] Well, _ [C#] _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _
_ I'm raised up and leave the shade of [B] a Georgia pie and [F#] that's home, you know, sweet [C#] deep
You can't buy [B] homemade wine
[C#] Where the peaches [F#] grow and my house it's not much to talk about _
But [C#] it's filled with love is grown in [B] southern ground [C#]
[F#] and a little bit of chicken fry
Cold [C#] beer on Friday night a pair [B] of jeans that fit just right
and [G#] the radio
_ [C#]
But [F#] I see some
See the [C#] love in my mama's eyes
Feel a [B] touch of a precious child and no [F#] mother's love Oh
[C#] _
_ [F#] Funny how it's a little [B] things in life
That mean a [F#] most not where you [C#] live what you [B] drive or the price tag on your clothes
[F#] There's no dollar sign on a piece of [B] mind
Just I've [C#] come to know
[F#] So if you [C#] agree have a drink with [B] me raise your glasses [C#] for toast to a [F#] little bit of chicken fry
It cold [C#] beer on Friday night a pair of [B] jeans that fit just right and the radio
Just right and the [F#] radio
_ [C#m]
[F#] But I see some right
See the [C#] love in my mama's eyes
Feel a [F#] touch of a precious child and no mother's love
[C#] _
_ [F#] _ _ I
[C#] _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ [G#] _
_ [F#] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _
_ [G#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ [C#]
Thank [F#] God for my life
[C#] for the stars and stripes
May [F#] freedom forever fly
Let it [C#] ring
[F#] Salute the ones who die
The [C#] ones that give their lives so we [B] don't have to sacrifice
all the [F#] things we love
[C#] _
[F#] Like our chicken fry
It cold [C#] beer on Friday night a pair of [F#] jeans that fit just right
and the radio
_ [C#m]
[F#] But I see some right see the [C#] love in my mama's eyes
Feel a [B] touch of a precious [F#] child and no mother's love
[C#]
Get [F#] a little chicken fry
It cold [C#] beer on Friday night a pair of jeans [B] that fit just right [F#] and the radio
_ [C#]
But I [F#] see some right
See [C#] love in my mama's eyes
Feel a touch [F#] of a precious child and no mother's love
[C#] _
_ [F#] _ You _ _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _
You know, well, I'm a chicken fry
It [C#] cold beer on a Friday night a [B] pair of jeans that fit just right and [F#] the radio _ _
[C#] _ _ [F#] Well, _ [C#] _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _
_ I'm raised up and leave the shade of [B] a Georgia pie and [F#] that's home, you know, sweet [C#] deep
You can't buy [B] homemade wine
[C#] Where the peaches [F#] grow and my house it's not much to talk about _
But [C#] it's filled with love is grown in [B] southern ground [C#]
[F#] and a little bit of chicken fry
Cold [C#] beer on Friday night a pair [B] of jeans that fit just right
and [G#] the radio
_ [C#]
But [F#] I see some
See the [C#] love in my mama's eyes
Feel a [B] touch of a precious child and no [F#] mother's love Oh
[C#] _
_ [F#] Funny how it's a little [B] things in life
That mean a [F#] most not where you [C#] live what you [B] drive or the price tag on your clothes
[F#] There's no dollar sign on a piece of [B] mind
Just I've [C#] come to know
[F#] So if you [C#] agree have a drink with [B] me raise your glasses [C#] for toast to a [F#] little bit of chicken fry
It cold [C#] beer on Friday night a pair of [B] jeans that fit just right and the radio
Just right and the [F#] radio
_ [C#m]
[F#] But I see some right
See the [C#] love in my mama's eyes
Feel a [F#] touch of a precious child and no mother's love
[C#] _
_ [F#] _ _ I
[C#] _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ [G#] _
_ [F#] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _
_ [G#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ [C#]
Thank [F#] God for my life
[C#] for the stars and stripes
May [F#] freedom forever fly
Let it [C#] ring
[F#] Salute the ones who die
The [C#] ones that give their lives so we [B] don't have to sacrifice
all the [F#] things we love
[C#] _
[F#] Like our chicken fry
It cold [C#] beer on Friday night a pair of [F#] jeans that fit just right
and the radio
_ [C#m]
[F#] But I see some right see the [C#] love in my mama's eyes
Feel a [B] touch of a precious [F#] child and no mother's love
[C#]
Get [F#] a little chicken fry
It cold [C#] beer on Friday night a pair of jeans [B] that fit just right [F#] and the radio
_ [C#]
But I [F#] see some right
See [C#] love in my mama's eyes
Feel a touch [F#] of a precious child and no mother's love
[C#] _
_ [F#] _ You _ _ _ _