Rodney Atkins - My Old Man Lyrics

I Got A Picture Of Him Barefoot In The Mud
Behind His Grandpa's Plow And Two Gray Mules
He Turned Ten Years Old In May Of Fifty Three
He Grew Up Fearin' God In Washburn Tennessee
The Closest Thing He Had To A Dad Was His Uncle Bob
And He Could Only Dream Of Things Like Little League Baseball
And That Little Boy With Big Blue Eyes And Calloused Hands
Huh, Became My Old Man

Well She Was A Kentucky Girl Born On Valentines Day
The Fourth Child Of Five To My Grandma Eula May
So Shy And Beautiful With Sunset Hair And Emerald Eyes
Her Daddy Spent His Life, Workin'In The Coal Mines
Now In My Eyes, All My Life,My Daddy's Been A Saint
But Even Saints Need Angels To Show Them The Way
And Over Thirty Seven Years Ago, He Asked For Margret Lynn's Hand
That Angel Married My Old Man

And There Were Times I Tried To Buck The Truthful Things They Said
But Now I'm Glad That More Than Once They Rattled My Stubborn Head
"Cause My Folks Are Just Like Mountains I Looked At From Afar
But Now The Closer I Get To Them The Bigger They Are
The Time Seems To Fly Anymore And The Holidays Are So Far Apart
There's No Way A Phone Call Could Express What's In My Heart
So This Is Just A Song To Say How Thankful I Am
For Mamma And My Old Man

For Mamma, And Dad