The Oak Ridge Boys
The Oak Ridge Boys
The Oak Ridge Boys
The Oak Ridge Boys
The Oak Ridge Boys
The Oak Ridge Boys
The Oak Ridge Boys
The Oak Ridge Boys
The Oak Ridge Boys
The Oak Ridge Boys
The Oak Ridge Boys
The Oak Ridge Boys
They used to make me go to church
Clip on tie, starch the shirt
I never heard the preacher's words
Slouched down in that pew
These days going 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
Till 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 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
I used to have to say those words
You always seemed to say them first
I dreamed one night you left this earth
I woke up and reached for you
Now I realize I don't have to say, "I love you"
I get to, I get to