so disclaimer, i dont drink beer. i am not currently eating chicken that has been fried. i AM on my lunch break. i DO enjoy country music. and many of the things in this song dont apply to me. so why am i including it? because sometimes life just seems apprehensive and you need a good ole country song thats crazy ridiculous to get you laughing at how tense you are...
oh, there is one part in this song that stands out to me... hope you find it (if not, you better read my bottom paragraph and do it twice. in a row. no exceptions. ;) )
Chicken Fried lyrics
You know I like my chicken fried
Cold beer on a Friday night
A pair of jeans that fit just right
And the radio up
Well I`ve seen the sunrise
See the love in my woman`s eyes
Feel the touch of a precious child
And know a mother`s love
Well I was raised up beneath the shade of a Georgia pine
And that`s home you know
With 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
Cold beer on a Friday night
A pair of jeans that fit just right
And the radio up
Well I`ve seen the sunrise
See the love in my woman`s eyes
Feel the touch of a precious child
And know a mother`s love
And its 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 piece 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
Cold beer on a Friday night
A pair of jeans that fit just right
And the radio up
Well I`ve seen the sunrise
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
And the ones that gave their lives so we don`t have to sacrifice
All the things we love
Like our chicken fried
Cold beer on a Friday night
A pair of jeans that fit just right
And the radio up
Well I`ve seen the sunrise
See the love in my woman`s eyes
Feel the touch of a precious child
And know a mother`s love
You know I like my chicken fried
Cold beer on a Friday night
A pair of jeans that fit just right
And the radio up
Well I`ve seen the sunrise
See the love in my woman`s eyes
Feel the touch of a precious child
And know a mother`s love
so today, whatever is happening, take a few minutes to turn on the radio or your favorite song (we all have at least one). turn it up. sing loud and proud. dance a little if you want. break free from your worries, what other ppl think, and just loose yourself for a moment in music. your soul needs it. you need it. get a little chicken fried.
Thursday, October 21, 2010
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
things ive noticed...
One can catch the exact same bus at the exact same time with the exact same people each day—it takes minor talent, of which I’ve obtained. (Crap, its 7:47?? The bus comes in two minutes!)
Nobody attends Carnegie Mellon, those buildings just stand tall and gorgeous. Whereas everyone goes to Pitt, sometimes you can’t see the building through all the people exiting it.
Can soups hate me, but they aren’t the most appealing either. So take that.
Crunchy peanut butter on a banana = amazing.
Technology is more a curse than a blessing- internet, email, printer, software updates, passwords, … I’ve had problems with all of these, and I consider myself literate in this area.
The work you do doesn’t matter as much as the number of hours you work.
The moment you step away from the phone, that important call you’ve been waiting on comes in. And even if you call back within five minutes, you are always greeted by the answering machine.
Two very opposite things can bring the same emotion… ie. the sunshine and thunderstorms
Nobody attends Carnegie Mellon, those buildings just stand tall and gorgeous. Whereas everyone goes to Pitt, sometimes you can’t see the building through all the people exiting it.
Can soups hate me, but they aren’t the most appealing either. So take that.
Crunchy peanut butter on a banana = amazing.
Technology is more a curse than a blessing- internet, email, printer, software updates, passwords, … I’ve had problems with all of these, and I consider myself literate in this area.
The work you do doesn’t matter as much as the number of hours you work.
The moment you step away from the phone, that important call you’ve been waiting on comes in. And even if you call back within five minutes, you are always greeted by the answering machine.
Two very opposite things can bring the same emotion… ie. the sunshine and thunderstorms
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