[Verse 1] Aint it something? You can jump on a plane And hop on a bus, catch you a train Take in a Saturday game at Wrigley Field Man, aint it awesome? You can hit Talladega Drink you a beer with the fan of the driver Youve always hated and probably always will [Chorus] Yeah, I forget how good I got it sometimes How lucky I am just to be alive Oh, I pass through a prayer to the man upstairs Just to thank Him like I should Let Him know I get it, I got it good [Verse 2] Oh, its amazing that boy in the yard Is half of my wife and God bless his heart The other half is every last bit of me I cant explain it how his mama wound up with somebody like me When she couldve done so much better Make you fall down on your knees [Chorus] [Bridge] I get going so fast that what matters gets blurred And I cant feel the grass, see the trees, hear the birds The sky starts to rain and I cuss and complain like a fool See Rodney Atkins LiveGet tickets as low as 52You might also like[Chorus]
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