Artist: Blue County
Intro: D
Verse 1:
They (D)used to make me go to church
(A)Clip-on tie starchy shirt
I (Bm)never heard the preacher’s words all (G)slouched down in that pew
(Em)These days goin’ to (D)church is somethin’ (G)I don’t have to (A)do
I (D)get to
Verse 2:
I used to have to hang with dad
Wash his car, cut the grass
It took all day and I hated that, ‘til his heart attack last June
These days helpin’ dad is somethin’ I don’t have to do
I get to
I get(A) to
Chorus
I (G)get to wake up early, I get to go to work
I get to (D)make an honest livin’, Put my hands down in the dirt
I (G)get to hear grandma complain about all her little aches and pains
I get to (D)rock my baby girl to sleep, spend my weekends coachin’ little league
There’s a (C)lot of things (G)I don’t have to (Em)do,(A) I (D)get to
Verse 3:
I used to have to say those words
You always seemed to say ‘em 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
Chorus (omit “I get to” at end)
There’s a (C)lot of things (G)I don’t have to (Em)do(A)(D)
I get to
I (D)get to wake up early, I (A)get to go to work
There’s a (Bm)lot of things I don’t have to do(G)
I get to
I (D)get to rock my baby, I (A)get to help my dad
There’s a (Bm)lot of things I don’t have to do(G)
I get to
DA-Bm-G (to fade)
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