Rodney Atkins - He’s Mine Lyrics

Rodney Atkins - He’s Mine LyricsOld man knocked on my front doorWith my teenage boy and a couple moreFrom up the roadHe had him by the collarSaid he caught him shootin’ beer bottlesDown in the holler and smokin’I said is that rightHe said, they won’t speak when spoken toSo which one here belongs to youAnd I know one does‘Cause they all started runnin’To your back fortyWhen they saw me comin’ on