By Rodney Atkins
11/18/2012

D/C - X30230
D/B - X20230

D D/C D/B twice

I was D12 years old with some bolts and a wrench, a Gpiece of plywood that was 3/4 inch
And Adaddy said son once your chores are done I'll give you one of them Ggris old Dbarn poles
I went Dout in the pasture with no cow patties, got some Gpost hole diggers and I got after it
Had some Asun on my back and a blister on my hand, but man I had myGself a DgoalD/C#
I Bmdribbled thatBm/A ball till thGe grass waG/F#s gone but tEmhe ground was brown aAnd flat
And me and EmDaddy playedEm/F# horse and theG cows all Bm"mooed" and we laughed
I was Glucky and I didn't even Aknow it growing up like Dthat

Chorus:
I learned the Gbirds and the bee's from the Dcats and the dogs
And a Gfrog starts out as a Dpollywog
The best Gblackberry cobbler is Dmade from D/C#scratch
And worth Bmevery one you Bm/Aget from the Gbriar patch
I Gfound out firewood will Dwarm you twice
GOnce when you cut it and Donce when you light it
And GI can't help but Dsmile when D/C#I look Bmback
Cause I was Glucky and I didn't even Aknow it growin' up like Dthat

There was an Dold wooden barrel 'hind my grandpa's house where we Gthrew our tater peels and coffee grounds
Say you Awant to catch catfish as long as your arm, son you gotta have a Gnight crawler Dfarm
Well we'd Bmsit on theBm/A dock and share Ga bottle oG/F#f pop and catch Ema few and then head oAn back
Me and EmDaddy cleanEm/F# fish while theG cats "meBmowed" and we laughed,
I was Glucky and I didn't even Aknow it growing up like Dthat

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 Dgood cold beer and pickin' guitar and you D/Creally don't care about D/Bbeing a star
you just Ddo it cause you love it and love it cause you do itD/CD/B
DShuck cobs on the porch, till some D/Cbuddies show up with some D/Bcold '?
DCan I get an Amen growin up like D/CthatD/B