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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Other songs:
- 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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Capo 4
[Verse]
A
Ain't it somethin'?
D
You can jump on a plane
A
Or hop on a bus
D
Catch you a train
A D E
Take in a Saturday game at Wrigley Field
A
Man ain't it awesome?
D
You can hit Talladega
A D A
Drink you a beer with a fan of the driver you've always hated
D E
And probably always will
[Chorus]
A D
Yeah I forget how good I got it sometimes
E
How lucky I am just to be alive
A D
I pass good prayer to the man upstairs
E
Just to thank him like I should
D E
You know I get it
I got it good
A D E
[Verse]
A
Oh, it's amazing
D A
That boy in the yard is half a mile wide
D A D E
God bless his heart, the other half is every last bit of me
A
I can't explain it
D A
How his momma wound up with somebody like me
D A
When she could have done so much better
D E
Make you fall down on your knees
[Chorus]
A D
Yeah I forget how good I got it sometimes
E
How lucky I am just to be alive
A D
I pass good prayer to the man upstairs
E
Just to thank him like I should
D E
You know I get it
I got it good
E
A D
Yes I do
A D E
[Verse]
A
I get goin' so fast
D
That what matters gets blurred
A D
And I can't feel the grass, see the trees, hear the birds
A
The sky starts to rain
D E
And I cuss and complain like a fool
[Chorus]
A D
Yeah I forget how good I got it sometimes
E
How lucky I am just to be alive
A D
I pass good prayer to the man upstairs
E
Just to thank him like I should
D
You know I get it
E A
God I got it good
E
D
Yes I do
A
Get it got it good
A
D E
Yes I've got it good
E
D
Oh Oooooh
A
Oooooh
[Verse]
A
Ain't it somethin'?
D
You can jump on a plane
A
Or hop on a bus
D
Catch you a train
A D E
Take in a Saturday game at Wrigley Field
A
Man ain't it awesome?
D
You can hit Talladega
A D A
Drink you a beer with a fan of the driver you've always hated
D E
And probably always will
[Chorus]
A D
Yeah I forget how good I got it sometimes
E
How lucky I am just to be alive
A D
I pass good prayer to the man upstairs
E
Just to thank him like I should
D E
You know I get it
I got it good
A D E
[Verse]
A
Oh, it's amazing
D A
That boy in the yard is half a mile wide
D A D E
God bless his heart, the other half is every last bit of me
A
I can't explain it
D A
How his momma wound up with somebody like me
D A
When she could have done so much better
D E
Make you fall down on your knees
[Chorus]
A D
Yeah I forget how good I got it sometimes
E
How lucky I am just to be alive
A D
I pass good prayer to the man upstairs
E
Just to thank him like I should
D E
You know I get it
I got it good
E
A D
Yes I do
A D E
[Verse]
A
I get goin' so fast
D
That what matters gets blurred
A D
And I can't feel the grass, see the trees, hear the birds
A
The sky starts to rain
D E
And I cuss and complain like a fool
[Chorus]
A D
Yeah I forget how good I got it sometimes
E
How lucky I am just to be alive
A D
I pass good prayer to the man upstairs
E
Just to thank him like I should
D
You know I get it
E A
God I got it good
E
D
Yes I do
A
Get it got it good
A
D E
Yes I've got it good
E
D
Oh Oooooh
A
Oooooh
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