Rodney Atkins - My old man
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I got a picture of him bare foot in the mud,
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Behind his grandpa's plow and two gray mules,
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When he turned ten years old in May fifty three,
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He grew up fearin God in Washburn, Tennesee,
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The closest thing that he had to a dad was his uncle Bob,
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And he could only dream of things like little league baseball,
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That little boy with big blue eyes and callused hands,
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mm became My Old Man,
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She was a Kentucky girl born on Valentine's day,
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A fourth child of five to my grandma Uma May,
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So shy and beautiful with sunset hair and emerald eyes,
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Daddy spent his life workin in the coal mines,
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And in my eyes, all of my life, my dad's been a saint,
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But even saints need angels to show them the way,
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And over thirty-seven years ago he asked for Margaret Lynn's hand,
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And that angel married My Old Man,
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There were times I tried to buck the truthful things they said,
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Now I'm glad that more than once they rattled my stubborn head,
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Cause my folks are just like mountains I look at from afar,
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But now the closer I get to them the bigger they are,
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Time seens to fly anymore and the holidays are so far apart,
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There's no way a phone call could express what's in my heart,
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So this is just a song to say How thankful I am,
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For momma and My Old Man, for momma and dad
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