Rodney Atkins
Rodney Atkins - Got It Good songtekst
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Ain t it somethin? You can jump on a plane Or hop on a bus Catch you a train Take in a Saturday game at Wrigley Field Man ain t it awesome? You can hit Talladega Drink you a beer with a fan of the driver you ve always hated And probably always will Yeah I forget how good I got it sometimes How lucky I am just to be alive I pass good prayer to the man upstairs Just to thank him like I should You know I get it I got it good Oh, it s amazing That boy in the yard is half a mile wide God bless his heart, the other half is every last bit of me I can t explain it How his momma wound up with somebody like me When she could have done so much better Make you fall down on your knees Yeah I forget how good I got it sometimes How lucky I am just to be alive I pass good prayer to the man upstairs Just to thank him like I should You know I get it I got it good Yes I do I get goin so fast That what matters gets blurred And I can t feel the grass, see the trees, hear the birds The sky starts to rain And I cuss and complain like a fool Yeah I forget how good I got it sometimes How lucky I am just to be alive I pass good prayer to the man upstairs Just to thank him like I should You know I get it God I got it good Yes I do Get it got it good Yes I ve got it good Oh Oooooh Oh Oooooh