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Chicken Fried
ZAC BROWN BAND · İNGİLİZCE
Chicken Fried
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Chicken Fried akorları, Zac Brown Band. Bu şarkının gitar akorları G tonunda çalınır. Kullanılan akorlar: G, D, C. Aşağıda akorlar ve sözler bir arada; tonu değiştirip çalma modunda kaydırarak çalabilirsin.
Ton G
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E flat tuning
WGell I was raised up beneath the shDade of a georgia piCne and that's hDome
you know
GSweet tea, pecan pDie and home made wCine where the pDeaches grow
GAnd my house it's not mDuch to talk aCboutD
But it's Gfilled with love that's grDown in southern gCroundD
And a little bit of chicken Gfried, cold beer on a Dfriday night
A pair of jeans that fCit just right and the radio GupD
I like to seen the suGn rise, see the love in my wDoman's eyes
Feel the touch of a preCcious child, and know a mother's GloveD
Well its Gfunny how it`s the lDittle things in liCfe that meDan the most
Not Gwhere you live or Dwhat you drive or the Cprice tag on your clothDes
There`s no dGollar sign on a pDiece of mind thCis I`ve come to knDow
So if yGou agree have a dDrink with me, raise you gClasses for a tDoast
To a little bit of chicken fGried , cold beer on a Dfriday night
A pair of jeans that fCit just right and the radio GupD
I like to seen the suGn rise, see the love in my wDoman's eyes
Feel the touch of a preCcious child, and know a mother's GloveD
SOLO
G, D, C, G, D
I thank god Gfor my life
And for the sDtars and stripes
May freedom forCever fly, let it Gring.
Salute the Gones who died
The ones that gDive their lives so we don`t have to Csacrifice
All the things we lGove D
Like our chicken Gfried, cold beer on a fDriday night
A pair of jeans that fCit just right and the radio GupD
I like to seen the suGn rise, see the love in my wDoman's eyes
Feel the touch of a preCcious child, and know a mother's GloveD
Getcha a little cGhicken fried, cold beer Don a friday night
A pair of jeans that fCit just right and the radio GupD
I like to seen the suGn rise, see the love in my wDoman's eyes
Feel the touch of a preCcious child, and know a mother's GloveD
