By Rodney Atkins
11/18/2012
D/C - X30230
D/B - X20230
D D/C D/B twice
I was [D]12 years old with some bolts and a wrench, a [G]piece of plywood that was 3/4 inch
And [A]daddy said son once your chores are done I'll give you one of them [G]gris old [D]barn poles
I went [D]out in the pasture with no cow patties, got some [G]post hole diggers and I got after it
Had some [A]sun on my back and a blister on my hand, but man I had my[G]self a [D]goal[D/C#]
I [Bm]dribbled that[Bm/A] ball till th[G]e grass wa[G/F#]s gone but t[Em]he ground was brown a[A]nd flat
And me and [Em]Daddy played[Em/F#] horse and the[G] cows all [Bm]"mooed" and we laughed
I was [G]lucky and I didn't even [A]know it growing up like [D]that
Chorus:
I learned the [G]birds and the bee's from the [D]cats and the dogs
And a [G]frog starts out as a [D]pollywog
The best [G]blackberry cobbler is [D]made from [D/C#]scratch
And worth [Bm]every one you [Bm/A]get from the [G]briar patch
I [G]found out firewood will [D]warm you twice
[G]Once when you cut it and [D]once when you light it
And [G]I can't help but [D]smile when [D/C#]I look [Bm]back
Cause I was [G]lucky and I didn't even [A]know it growin' up like [D]that
There was an [D]old wooden barrel 'hind my grandpa's house where we [G]threw our tater peels and coffee grounds
Say you [A]want to catch catfish as long as your arm, son you gotta have a [G]night crawler [D]farm
Well we'd [Bm]sit on the[Bm/A] dock and share [G]a bottle o[G/F#]f pop and catch [Em]a few and then head o[A]n back
Me and [Em]Daddy clean[Em/F#] fish while the[G] cats "me[Bm]owed" and we laughed,
I was [G]lucky and I didn't even [A]know it growing up like [D]that
Chorus 2:
I learned the birds and the bee's from the cats and the dogs
And a frog starts out as a pollywog
The best blackberry cobbler is made from scratch
And worth every one you get from the briar patch
Have you ever got sugar in a hot hayloft
And you still can't believe y'all didn't get caught
You close your eyes and smile when you look back
And you were lucky and I didn't even know it growin' up like that
Chorus 2:
You learned the birds and the bee's from the cats and the dogs
And skinny dippin beats anything you ever saw
The best blackberry cobbler is made from scratch
And worth every one you get from the briar patch
Sometimes me and her still slip off
To that cozy little corner in the old hay loft
Taste that honeysuckle off her lips off the beaten path
Cause I'm lucky and baby I know. I'm doin my best there to show
Ah you never really do outgrow it growin up like that
[D] [D/C] [D/B]
You like [D]good cold beer and pickin' guitar and you [D/C]really don't care about [D/B]being a star
you just [D]do it cause you love it and love it cause you do it[D/C][D/B]
[D]Shuck cobs on the porch, till some [D/C]buddies show up with some [D/B]cold '?
[D]Can I get an Amen growin up like [D/C]that[D/B]
11/18/2012
D/C - X30230
D/B - X20230
D D/C D/B twice
I was [D]12 years old with some bolts and a wrench, a [G]piece of plywood that was 3/4 inch
And [A]daddy said son once your chores are done I'll give you one of them [G]gris old [D]barn poles
I went [D]out in the pasture with no cow patties, got some [G]post hole diggers and I got after it
Had some [A]sun on my back and a blister on my hand, but man I had my[G]self a [D]goal[D/C#]
I [Bm]dribbled that[Bm/A] ball till th[G]e grass wa[G/F#]s gone but t[Em]he ground was brown a[A]nd flat
And me and [Em]Daddy played[Em/F#] horse and the[G] cows all [Bm]"mooed" and we laughed
I was [G]lucky and I didn't even [A]know it growing up like [D]that
Chorus:
I learned the [G]birds and the bee's from the [D]cats and the dogs
And a [G]frog starts out as a [D]pollywog
The best [G]blackberry cobbler is [D]made from [D/C#]scratch
And worth [Bm]every one you [Bm/A]get from the [G]briar patch
I [G]found out firewood will [D]warm you twice
[G]Once when you cut it and [D]once when you light it
And [G]I can't help but [D]smile when [D/C#]I look [Bm]back
Cause I was [G]lucky and I didn't even [A]know it growin' up like [D]that
There was an [D]old wooden barrel 'hind my grandpa's house where we [G]threw our tater peels and coffee grounds
Say you [A]want to catch catfish as long as your arm, son you gotta have a [G]night crawler [D]farm
Well we'd [Bm]sit on the[Bm/A] dock and share [G]a bottle o[G/F#]f pop and catch [Em]a few and then head o[A]n back
Me and [Em]Daddy clean[Em/F#] fish while the[G] cats "me[Bm]owed" and we laughed,
I was [G]lucky and I didn't even [A]know it growing up like [D]that
Chorus 2:
I learned the birds and the bee's from the cats and the dogs
And a frog starts out as a pollywog
The best blackberry cobbler is made from scratch
And worth every one you get from the briar patch
Have you ever got sugar in a hot hayloft
And you still can't believe y'all didn't get caught
You close your eyes and smile when you look back
And you were lucky and I didn't even know it growin' up like that
Chorus 2:
You learned the birds and the bee's from the cats and the dogs
And skinny dippin beats anything you ever saw
The best blackberry cobbler is made from scratch
And worth every one you get from the briar patch
Sometimes me and her still slip off
To that cozy little corner in the old hay loft
Taste that honeysuckle off her lips off the beaten path
Cause I'm lucky and baby I know. I'm doin my best there to show
Ah you never really do outgrow it growin up like that
[D] [D/C] [D/B]
You like [D]good cold beer and pickin' guitar and you [D/C]really don't care about [D/B]being a star
you just [D]do it cause you love it and love it cause you do it[D/C][D/B]
[D]Shuck cobs on the porch, till some [D/C]buddies show up with some [D/B]cold '?
[D]Can I get an Amen growin up like [D/C]that[D/B]
