They used to make me go to church
Clip-on tie, starchy shirt
I never heard the preacher's words
All slouched down in that pew
These days goin' to church
Is something I don't have to do
I get to

I used to have to hang with dad
Wash his car and cut the grass
It took all day and I hated that
'Til his heart attack last June
These days helping dad
Is something I don't have to do
I get to
I get to

I get to wake up early
I get to go to work
I get to make an honest living
Put my hands down in the dirt
I get to hear grandma complain
About all her little aches and pains
I get to rock my baby girl to sleep
Spend my weekends coaching little league
There's a lot of things I don't have to do
I get to
Yes, I do

I used to have to say those words
You always seemed to say them first
But I dreamt one night you left this earth
And I woke up and reached for you
Now I realize I don't have to say I love you
I get to...oh baby...I get to

I get to wake up early
And I get to go to work
I get to make an honest living
And put my hands down in the dirt
I get to hear grandma complain
About all her little aches and pains
I get to rock my baby girl to sleep
Spend my weekends coaching little league
There's a lot of things I don't have to do
Oh, there's a lot of things I don't have to do
I get to
I get to

I get to wake up early
I get to go to work
There's a lot of things I don't have to do
I get to
I get to rock my baby
And I get to help my dad
There's a lot of things I don't have to do
I get to

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