Chicken And Biscuits

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[Verse]
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Lord have mercy here she comes 
behind the wheel of a pickup truck
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Mudd slingin', she's singin', 
country girl just doin' her thing 
and
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Ain't nothin' like a backwoods baby,
 drive my tractor, drive me crazy
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Likes huntin', loves fishin', and 
she can hold her own in the kitchen
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And by the way boys did I mention

[Chorus]
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She's pretty as a field of daisies
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She's sweeter than watermelon wine
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Way hotter than the Alabama asphalt
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And when I get her in these arms of 
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mine
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Lord have mercy I love her kisses
D                 C
Man, I can't get enough, kinda like 
chicken and biscuits

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[Verse]
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She can rock them high heel shoes,
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 but she'd rather wear cowboy boots
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Cut off jeans and a baseball hat,
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 city girls can't do it like that
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Off the chain on a friday night,
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 dancin' and drinkin' ain't scared 
to fight
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Sunday mornin' come roll around,
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 singin' in the choir is where she's
 found
Em                 C
Y'all are so proud, 'cause there 
ain't no doubt

[Chorus]
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She's pretty as a field of daisies
G    C            G          C
She's sweeter than watermelon wine
G  C               G       C
Way hotter than the Alabama asphalt
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And when I get her in these arms of 
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mine
D              C
Lord have mercy I love her kisses
D                 C
Man, I can't get enough, kinda like 
chicken and biscuits

[Instrumental]
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[Verse]
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Hey,   hey, sweet thing let me hold 
you close
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Hold,  there's some that you need to
 know
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Hey, when it comes to lovin' you
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Hold, ain't nothin' that I'd rather 
do

[Chorus]
G    C           G        C
She's pretty as a field of daisies
G    C            G          C
She's sweeter than watermelon wine
G  C               G       C
Way hotter than the Alabama asphalt
G   C                 G          
And when I get her in these arms of 
  C
mine
D              C
Lord have mercy I love her kisses
D                 C
Man, I can't get enough, kinda like 
chicken and biscuits

[Otro]
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     Oh,   yeah, yeah