Biography:
Tracy Darrell (Trace) Adkins is an American country music artist, born January 13, 1962, in Springhill, Louisiana.
His musical interest came at an early age, when his father taught him to play the guitar. In high school, he joined a gospel music group called the New Commitments. He was also a member of Future Farmers of America (FFA). Later, Adkins went on to study petroleum technology at Louisiana Tech University, where he also played football.
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Other songs:
- You're Gonna Miss This
- Til The Last Shot’s Fired
- A Bad Way Of Saying Goodbye
- Aint No Thinkin Thing
- Aint No Woman Like You
- All I Ask For Anymore
- And There Was You
- Arlington
- Babys Gone
- Between The Rainbows And The Rain
- Bring It On
- Chrome
- Comin On Strong
- Dont Lie
- Dreamin Out Loud
- Eleven Roses
- Every Light In The House
- Fightin Words
- Find Me A Preacher
- For The Rest Of Mine
- Give Me You
- Happy Man
- Heard It In A Love Song
- Hell I Can Do That
- Help Me Understand
- High
- Hillbilly Rich
- Hold My Beer
- Hold You Now
- Honky Tonk Badonkadonk
- I Came Here To Live
- I Cant Outrun You
- I Left Something Turned On At Home
- I Sure Hate To Break Down Here
- I Wanna Feel Something
- I Wish It Was You
- Id Sure Hate To Break Down Here
- If The Sun Comes Up
- Im Payin For It Now
- Im Tryin
- It Was You
- Jesus And Jones
- Just Fishin
- Ladies Love Country Boys
- Legs
- Lets Do That Again
- Lonely Wont Leave Me Alone
- Love Me Like No Tomorrow
- Marry For Money
- Million Dollar View
- More
- Muddy Water
- My Heaven
- Once Upon A Fool Ago
- Poor Folks
- Semper Fi
- Snowball In El Paso
- Something Turned On At Home
- Songs About Me
- Still A Soldier
- Sweet
- Thankful Man
- Thats What You Get
- The Rest Of Mine
- Then Came The Night
- Then I Wake Up
- Then They Do
- Theres A Girl In Texas
- This Aint No Love Song
- This Aint No Thinkin Thing
- This Old Grey Coat
- Til The Last Shots Fired
- Till The Last Shots Fired
- Tough People Do
- Twenty
- Watch The World End
- Watered Down
- Wayfarin Stranger
- Wayfaring Stranger
- When I Stop Lovin You
- When I Stop Loving You
- Wish It Was You
- Youre Gonna Miss This
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[Intro]
G C/G G C/G
[Verse 1]
G C/G G C/G
I never thought that this is where I'd settle down.
G C/G G
I thought I'd die an old man back in my hometown.
G/F# Em
They gave me this plot of land,
C D G G/F#
Me and some other men, for a job well done.
G C/G G C/G
There's a big White House sits on a hill just up the road.
G C/G G
The man inside, he cried the day they brought me home.
G/F# Em C D
They folded up a flag and told my Mom and Dad:
G
"We're proud of your son."
[Chorus]
C D G
And I'm proud to be on this peaceful piece of property.
C D G
I'm on sacred ground and I'm in the best of company.
Em D C
I'm thankful for those thankful for the things I've done.
D
I can rest in peace;
C D
I'm one of the chosen ones:
G C/G G C/G
I made it to Arlington.
[Verse 2]
G C/G G C/G
I remember Daddy brought me here when I was eight.
G C/G G
We searched all day to find out where my granddad lay.
G/F# Em
And when we finally found that cross,
C D G C/G
He said: "Son, this is what it costs to keep us free."
G G/C G C/G
Now here I am, a thousand stones away from him.
G G/C G
He recognized me on the first day I came in.
G/F# Em C D
And it gave me a chill when he clicked his heels,
G
And saluted me.
[Chorus]
C D G
And I'm proud to be on this peaceful piece of property.
C D G
I'm on sacred ground and I'm in the best of company.
Em D C
I'm thankful for those thankful for the things I've done.
D
I can rest in peace;
C D
I'm one of the chosen ones:
G C/G G C/G
I made it to Arlington.
[Bridge]
Em D G G/F# Em
And everytime I hear twenty one guns,
C G/B C D
I know they brought another hero home to us.
[Outro]
Em D/F# C
We're thankful for those thankful for the things we've done.
D
We can rest in peace;
C D
We are the chosen ones:
G C/G G C/G
We made it to Arlington.
Em
Yeah, dust to dust,
D
Don't cry for us:
We made it to Arlington.
G C/G G C/G
[Intro]
G C/G G C/G
[Verse 1]
G C/G G C/G
I never thought that this is where I'd settle down.
G C/G G
I thought I'd die an old man back in my hometown.
G/F# Em
They gave me this plot of land,
C D G G/F#
Me and some other men, for a job well done.
G C/G G C/G
There's a big White House sits on a hill just up the road.
G C/G G
The man inside, he cried the day they brought me home.
G/F# Em C D
They folded up a flag and told my Mom and Dad:
G
"We're proud of your son."
[Chorus]
C D G
And I'm proud to be on this peaceful piece of property.
C D G
I'm on sacred ground and I'm in the best of company.
Em D C
I'm thankful for those thankful for the things I've done.
D
I can rest in peace;
C D
I'm one of the chosen ones:
G C/G G C/G
I made it to Arlington.
[Verse 2]
G C/G G C/G
I remember Daddy brought me here when I was eight.
G C/G G
We searched all day to find out where my granddad lay.
G/F# Em
And when we finally found that cross,
C D G C/G
He said: "Son, this is what it costs to keep us free."
G G/C G C/G
Now here I am, a thousand stones away from him.
G G/C G
He recognized me on the first day I came in.
G/F# Em C D
And it gave me a chill when he clicked his heels,
G
And saluted me.
[Chorus]
C D G
And I'm proud to be on this peaceful piece of property.
C D G
I'm on sacred ground and I'm in the best of company.
Em D C
I'm thankful for those thankful for the things I've done.
D
I can rest in peace;
C D
I'm one of the chosen ones:
G C/G G C/G
I made it to Arlington.
[Bridge]
Em D G G/F# Em
And everytime I hear twenty one guns,
C G/B C D
I know they brought another hero home to us.
[Outro]
Em D/F# C
We're thankful for those thankful for the things we've done.
D
We can rest in peace;
C D
We are the chosen ones:
G C/G G C/G
We made it to Arlington.
Em
Yeah, dust to dust,
D
Don't cry for us:
We made it to Arlington.
G C/G G C/G
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