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 dreamt 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 toTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
