Tuning - 1/2 step down D Old man knocked on my front door C G With my teenage boy and a couple more D From up the road He had him by the collar C Said he caught him shootin' beer bottles G D Down in the holler and smokin' C G I said is that right D He said, they won't speak when spoken to C G So which one here belongs to you D And I know one does 'Cause they all started runnin' C To your back forty G D When they saw me comin' on my gator C G I looked in them in the eyes D And I said, he's mine that one C G Got a wild-hair side and then some D There's no surprise what he's done C G He's ever last bit of my old man's son Bb If you knew me then C There'd be no question in your mind D You'd know he's mine Yeah he's D Friday night football games C I was livin' for the speakers G To call the name D On the back of number thirty-seven C Just one-forty-five G And five foot eleven Maybe D Limelight barely shined on him C G But everyone still remembers when D He whooped up on that boy way bigger C G For taking that cheap shot our little kicker D And they threw him out C G Oh man, you shoulda, you shoulda heard me shout D I yelled he's mine that one C G Got a wild-hair side and then some D It's no surprise what he's done C G He's every last last bit of my old man's son Bb And I'll take the blame C And claim him every time D Yeah man, he's mine and he'll always be C The best thing that ever happened to me D You can't turn it off like electricity C G I will love him unconditionally Bb And I'll take the blame C And claim him every time D C Yeah, y'all, he's mine D I thank God, he's mine
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