Rodney Atkins - My old man ----Capo 1st fret)---- Intro - D - G - D - G (verse 1) D D/F# G A I got a picture of him bare foot in the mud, D D/F# G A Behind his grandpa's plow and two gray mules, D D/F# G A When he turned ten years old in May fifty three, D D/F# G A He grew up fearin God in Washburn, Tennesee, (bridge) F#m Bm D A The closest thing that he had to a dad was his uncle Bob, F#m Bm G F# And he could only dream of things like little league baseball, G A F#m Bm That little boy with big blue eyes and callused hands, A D -G mm became My Old Man, (verse 2) D D/F# G A She was a Kentucky girl born on Valentine's day, D D/F# G A A fourth child of five to my grandma Uma May, D D/F# G A So shy and beautiful with sunset hair and emerald eyes, D D/F# G A Daddy spent his life workin in the coal mines, (bridge) F#m Bm D A And in my eyes, all of my life, my dad's been a saint, F#m Bm G F# But even saints need angels to show them the way, G A F#m Bm And over thirty-seven years ago he asked for Margaret Lynn's hand, G A D And that angel married My Old Man, (bridge) F Am G There were times I tried to buck the truthful things they said, F Am G Now I'm glad that more than once they rattled my stubborn head, Bm E A C#m F#m - E---walk down Cause my folks are just like mountains I look at from afar, G Bm G A But now the closer I get to them the bigger they are, (ending verse) F#m Bm G A Time seens to fly anymore and the holidays are so far apart, F#m Bm G F# There's no way a phone call could express what's in my heart, G A F#m Bm So this is just a song to say How thankful I am, G A Bm A G A D -G For momma and My Old Man, for momma and dad,