Biography:
Rodney Atkins, born March 28, 1969 in Knoxville, Tennessee, is an American country singer. He was an adopted child. As an infant at the Holston Methodist Home for Children in Greeneville, Tennessee, he was so sick that two couples who had taken him home returned him just a few days later. A third couple from Cumberland Gap, Tennessee, adopted him as well and, even though his ailments worsened, refused to give him up. His adoptive mother had been raised in a coal mining family near a tannery camp
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- Watching You
- 15 Minutes
- A Man On A Tractor
- About The South
- Angels Hands
- Best Things
- Caught Up In The Country
- Chasin Girls
- Cleaning This Gun
- Doin It Right
- Eat Sleep Love You Repeat
- Family
- Farmers Daughter
- Feet
- Forgiveness Than Permission
- Got It Good
- Hes Mine
- Honestly
- I Will Come To You
- If Youre Going Through Hell
- If Youre Going Through Hell Before The Devil Even Knows
- In The Middle
- Invisibly Shaken
- Its America
- Just Wanna Rock N Roll
- Man I Am Today
- My Old Man
- Shes A Girl Aint She
- Sing Along
- Someone To Share It With
- Take A Back Road
- Take A Backroad
- Tell A Country Boy
- The River Just Knows
- These Are My People
- Wasted Whiskey
- Whats Left Of Me
- When Its My Time
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Feet
Written by Tony Haselden & Walker Hayes
Recorded by Rodney Atkins
Capo on 2
[Intro]
| G F#m Em D | A | x 2
[Verse]
G D A
Don't let the sun set on an argument
G D A
It's easy to say when you're not in one, that's a fact
Bm A D G
'Cause when we're not getting a- long, she's got a strong stubborn side
Bm A G
But I can't call that kettle black
[Chorus]
D G A D C#m
'Cause some- times our silly fights go well into the night
Bm G D A
And we'll hit the sack, back to back, too ticked off to speak
D D/F# G A Bb Bm G
We'd rather hold our grudges, than be the one that budges
D A Bm
We'd go to bed butting heads and tugging Ab+ sheets
D A G
But we never fall a- sleep without touching feet
[Instrumental]
| G F#m Em D | A | x 2
[Verse]
G D A
Yeah, we'll take cover on that queen-size battle field
G D A
Her angry eyes are almost closed
Bm A D G
We'll swallow just enough of that foolish pride
Bm A G
To whisper the truth soul to soul, toe to toe
[Chorus]
D G A D C#m
Some- times our silly fights go well into the night
Bm G D A
And we'll hit the sack, back to back, too ticked off to speak
D D/F# G A Bb Bm G
We'd rather hold our grudges, than be the one that budges
D A Bm
We'd go to bed butting heads and tugging Ab+ sheets
D A G
But we never fall a- sleep without touching feet
[Instrumental]
D | A | G D | A F#m |
[Bridge]
Bm F#m
It's not giving in, it's saying nobody's leaving
G A
But you know that I still love you, even when we're disagreeing
[Chorus]
D G A D C#m
'Cause some- times our silly fights go well into the night
Bm G D A
And we'll hit the sack, back to back, too ticked off to speak
D D/F# G A Bb Bm G
'Cause we'd rather hold our grudges, than be the one that budges
D A Bm
We'd go to bed butting heads and tugging Ab+ sheets
D A G
But we never fall a sleep without touching feet
[Outro]
F#m Em D Oh,| A oh | G F#m Em D | A
Written by Tony Haselden & Walker Hayes
Recorded by Rodney Atkins
Capo on 2
[Intro]
| G F#m Em D | A | x 2
[Verse]
G D A
Don't let the sun set on an argument
G D A
It's easy to say when you're not in one, that's a fact
Bm A D G
'Cause when we're not getting a- long, she's got a strong stubborn side
Bm A G
But I can't call that kettle black
[Chorus]
D G A D C#m
'Cause some- times our silly fights go well into the night
Bm G D A
And we'll hit the sack, back to back, too ticked off to speak
D D/F# G A Bb Bm G
We'd rather hold our grudges, than be the one that budges
D A Bm
We'd go to bed butting heads and tugging Ab+ sheets
D A G
But we never fall a- sleep without touching feet
[Instrumental]
| G F#m Em D | A | x 2
[Verse]
G D A
Yeah, we'll take cover on that queen-size battle field
G D A
Her angry eyes are almost closed
Bm A D G
We'll swallow just enough of that foolish pride
Bm A G
To whisper the truth soul to soul, toe to toe
[Chorus]
D G A D C#m
Some- times our silly fights go well into the night
Bm G D A
And we'll hit the sack, back to back, too ticked off to speak
D D/F# G A Bb Bm G
We'd rather hold our grudges, than be the one that budges
D A Bm
We'd go to bed butting heads and tugging Ab+ sheets
D A G
But we never fall a- sleep without touching feet
[Instrumental]
D | A | G D | A F#m |
[Bridge]
Bm F#m
It's not giving in, it's saying nobody's leaving
G A
But you know that I still love you, even when we're disagreeing
[Chorus]
D G A D C#m
'Cause some- times our silly fights go well into the night
Bm G D A
And we'll hit the sack, back to back, too ticked off to speak
D D/F# G A Bb Bm G
'Cause we'd rather hold our grudges, than be the one that budges
D A Bm
We'd go to bed butting heads and tugging Ab+ sheets
D A G
But we never fall a sleep without touching feet
[Outro]
F#m Em D Oh,| A oh | G F#m Em D | A
Rodrigo Bueno
Rodrigo Y Gabrie (...)
Rodriguez
Roger Miller
Roger Whittaker