You've got an eye for diamonds and things that shine
You want a slick black Jag and a cellar of wine
I'd have to hold two jobs to keep you in my arms
And I don't wanna work that hard
I met your Mama and she turned up her nose
At my dirty work boots and my co-op clothes
Ain't gonna kiss her butt just to win her heart
No, I don't wanna work that hard
I don't wanna work for something
That's only gonna add up to nothing
Girl, I gonna miss your loving
Knowing how sweet your kisses are
But you're always asking me to watch your dog
Bathe em and to feed em, take him out for a walk
Well, he's a hundred and eighty pound Saint Bernard
Hell, I don't wanna work that hard
And your old boyfriend is still hanging on
He's and ex-black belt with a jealous bone
Don't wanna have to whop him out behind some bar
No, I don't wanna work that hard
I don't wanna work for something
That's only gonna add up to nothing
Girl, I gonna miss your loving
Knowing how sweet your kisses are
[Instrumental Interlude]
I don't wanna work for something
That's only gonna add up to nothing
Girl, I gonna miss your loving
Knowing how sweet your kisses are
I'd have to hold two jobs to keep you in my arms
Kiss your Mama's butt and your Saint Bernard's
Whop your ex-boyfriend at some bar
And I don't wanna work that hard
Baby, I ain't gonna work that hard
At The Gate Lyrics – Blaine Larsen
Will it be my Uncle Ronnie, I barely knew him when he left
He was only nineteen when he crashed that red Corvette
Will it be my great grandmother with some cookies that she baked
Oh, I wonder who's gonna greet me at the gate
Will it be my goodfriend Matthew who spent his life in a chair
Will he coming running to me the day I get up there
Or that bully back in high school I told my Mama that I hate
Oh, I wonder who's gonna greet me at the gate
Will it be a choir of Angels with some heavenly refrain
Or Saint Peter like I've always heard with his big book of names
Will it be my old dog, Bailey, who died when I was eight
Oh, I wonder who's gonna greet me at the gate
[Instrumental Interlude]
I pray it's not my wife, my daughter or my son
Cause that would mean the good Lord took em before my time was done
Tonight, they're all sound asleep as I lie here wide awake
And I wonder who's gonna greet me at the gate
We're brought into this world with God only knows how many years
We crawl, we walk, we run, we dance
We cry a million tears
And in a flash our lives are over
And we're face to face with fate
Oh, I wonder who's gonna greet me at the gate
Who's gonna greet me at the gate
He was only nineteen when he crashed that red Corvette
Will it be my great grandmother with some cookies that she baked
Oh, I wonder who's gonna greet me at the gate
Will it be my goodfriend Matthew who spent his life in a chair
Will he coming running to me the day I get up there
Or that bully back in high school I told my Mama that I hate
Oh, I wonder who's gonna greet me at the gate
Will it be a choir of Angels with some heavenly refrain
Or Saint Peter like I've always heard with his big book of names
Will it be my old dog, Bailey, who died when I was eight
Oh, I wonder who's gonna greet me at the gate
[Instrumental Interlude]
I pray it's not my wife, my daughter or my son
Cause that would mean the good Lord took em before my time was done
Tonight, they're all sound asleep as I lie here wide awake
And I wonder who's gonna greet me at the gate
We're brought into this world with God only knows how many years
We crawl, we walk, we run, we dance
We cry a million tears
And in a flash our lives are over
And we're face to face with fate
Oh, I wonder who's gonna greet me at the gate
Who's gonna greet me at the gate
Best Man Lyrics – Blaine Larsen
My mama got married to someone I barely knew
They had me and then they had my sister too
I was too young to understand why he left
But how it broke Mama's heart, I'll never forget
It was three years before she met somebody new
And though I didn't have much to compare him to
He was the best man, my mama ever loved
Not the kind that walks away, but the kind that don't give up
Devoted and true, someone to look up to
Even a boy of eight could understand
He was the best man
He called me his son and I called him my dad
He was the like no friend I had ever had
He taught me how to drive a nail and how to build a go-cart
And how to love a women with all of my heart
One night we watched him get down on one knee
And ask mama to be his wife, then he asked me
To be the best man, and I stood by his side
As he lifted the veil of that beautiful bride
He said I do, then she did too
And she walked back down the aisle holding hands
With the best man
[SOLO]
He said I do, and then she did too
And she walked back down the aisle holding hands
With the best man
They had me and then they had my sister too
I was too young to understand why he left
But how it broke Mama's heart, I'll never forget
It was three years before she met somebody new
And though I didn't have much to compare him to
He was the best man, my mama ever loved
Not the kind that walks away, but the kind that don't give up
Devoted and true, someone to look up to
Even a boy of eight could understand
He was the best man
He called me his son and I called him my dad
He was the like no friend I had ever had
He taught me how to drive a nail and how to build a go-cart
And how to love a women with all of my heart
One night we watched him get down on one knee
And ask mama to be his wife, then he asked me
To be the best man, and I stood by his side
As he lifted the veil of that beautiful bride
He said I do, then she did too
And she walked back down the aisle holding hands
With the best man
[SOLO]
He said I do, and then she did too
And she walked back down the aisle holding hands
With the best man
In My High School Lyrics – Blaine Larsen
In my High School, we separate the rich from the rest.
Those who wear rags from those who only wear the best.
An' in my High School, they hold assemblies for the football team,
But never for the kids with different dreams.
An' we've got jocks and we've got smokers, rednecks an' jokers:
There's a category for us all.
An' we struggle with our homework, our teachers an' their rules.
Yeah, they just think we're adolescent fools.
In my High School, there's some who think they're tough as they can be.
But when I look in their eyes, all I see is insecurity.
An' in my High School, there's some who'll wait, then there's some who won't.
Some that cross those lines an' some that don't.
We've got ac-heads an' we've got rebels; mostly saints, sometimes devils:
You see them walkin' up an' down the hall.
An' they struggle with their boyfriends, their girlfriends an' their maths,
An' they long for the bell that gets them out of class.
In my High School.
We laugh, we cry;
We fall, we fly.
Sometimes we wonder why we're even here.
We pass, we fail;
An' only time will tell,
If we'll ever make it through these teenage years.
In my High School, there's some who study for their entrance exams.
Some who just wanna play guitar in some rock 'n roll band.
An' in my High School, the seniors just cannot wait for June.
But they don't realise that we grow up way too soon.
They'll be doctors, they'll be lawyers; teachers an' warriors,
An' they'll live out their dreams, big and small.
And they'll struggle with their jobs; with their husbands an' their wives,
An' they'll talk about "the best days of their lives",
In my High School.
In my High School.
In my High School.
In my High School.
Those who wear rags from those who only wear the best.
An' in my High School, they hold assemblies for the football team,
But never for the kids with different dreams.
An' we've got jocks and we've got smokers, rednecks an' jokers:
There's a category for us all.
An' we struggle with our homework, our teachers an' their rules.
Yeah, they just think we're adolescent fools.
In my High School, there's some who think they're tough as they can be.
But when I look in their eyes, all I see is insecurity.
An' in my High School, there's some who'll wait, then there's some who won't.
Some that cross those lines an' some that don't.
We've got ac-heads an' we've got rebels; mostly saints, sometimes devils:
You see them walkin' up an' down the hall.
An' they struggle with their boyfriends, their girlfriends an' their maths,
An' they long for the bell that gets them out of class.
In my High School.
We laugh, we cry;
We fall, we fly.
Sometimes we wonder why we're even here.
We pass, we fail;
An' only time will tell,
If we'll ever make it through these teenage years.
In my High School, there's some who study for their entrance exams.
Some who just wanna play guitar in some rock 'n roll band.
An' in my High School, the seniors just cannot wait for June.
But they don't realise that we grow up way too soon.
They'll be doctors, they'll be lawyers; teachers an' warriors,
An' they'll live out their dreams, big and small.
And they'll struggle with their jobs; with their husbands an' their wives,
An' they'll talk about "the best days of their lives",
In my High School.
In my High School.
In my High School.
In my High School.
That's All I've Got To Say About That Lyrics – Blaine Larsen
I don't have too much to say
About most things anyway
The weather's cold or it's hot
It's either wet or it's not
I'm no expert on life
I just try to do right
I'm a man of few words
Since you asked about her
Oh, I love her and I need her
I'll do anything to please her
Cause I'd like to see her smile
And watch her eyes light up
Just like the morning sun
The day I met her I knew I never would forget her
So I bought a ring and put it on her finger
And I promised to my heart forever more and I would never take it back
And that's all I got to say about that
I'm just quiet I guess
Ain't got much on my chest
Try to keep a good name
I stay dry when it rains
Fish bite but they don't
But if you talk and they won't
So I'm saving my breath
For something worth being said
Like I love her and I need her
I'll do anything to please her
Cause I'd like to see her smile
And watch her eyes light up
Just like the morning sun
The day I met her I knew I never would forget her
So I bought a ring and put it on her finger
And I promised to my heart forever more and I would never take it back
And that's all I got to say about that
I promised to my heart forever more and I would never take it back
That's all I got to say about that
About most things anyway
The weather's cold or it's hot
It's either wet or it's not
I'm no expert on life
I just try to do right
I'm a man of few words
Since you asked about her
Oh, I love her and I need her
I'll do anything to please her
Cause I'd like to see her smile
And watch her eyes light up
Just like the morning sun
The day I met her I knew I never would forget her
So I bought a ring and put it on her finger
And I promised to my heart forever more and I would never take it back
And that's all I got to say about that
I'm just quiet I guess
Ain't got much on my chest
Try to keep a good name
I stay dry when it rains
Fish bite but they don't
But if you talk and they won't
So I'm saving my breath
For something worth being said
Like I love her and I need her
I'll do anything to please her
Cause I'd like to see her smile
And watch her eyes light up
Just like the morning sun
The day I met her I knew I never would forget her
So I bought a ring and put it on her finger
And I promised to my heart forever more and I would never take it back
And that's all I got to say about that
I promised to my heart forever more and I would never take it back
That's all I got to say about that
Teaching Me How To Love You Lyrics – Blaine Larsen
Her name was Sarah Jean, it was a night like this
In front of the Dairy Queen, she gave me my first kiss
I was just ten years old, so I never knew
She was teaching me how to love you
After the high school dance, in my ol' man's car
Holdin' Carol Ann, I tried to go too far
When she said "no", I didn't have a clue
She was teaching me how to love you
Every hand we hold, every bridge we burn
Every story told was another lesson learned
A few years ago, I met jill one night
Man I loved her so, but I didn't treat her right
When she left me there with my heart broke in two
She was teaching me how to love you
Every hand we hold, every bridge we burn
Every single story told is another lesson learned
So if I should glance in your rearview mirror
At every failed romance that brought you here
Honey, I can't be hurt by what I see
They were teaching you how to love me
They were teaching you how to love me
In front of the Dairy Queen, she gave me my first kiss
I was just ten years old, so I never knew
She was teaching me how to love you
After the high school dance, in my ol' man's car
Holdin' Carol Ann, I tried to go too far
When she said "no", I didn't have a clue
She was teaching me how to love you
Every hand we hold, every bridge we burn
Every story told was another lesson learned
A few years ago, I met jill one night
Man I loved her so, but I didn't treat her right
When she left me there with my heart broke in two
She was teaching me how to love you
Every hand we hold, every bridge we burn
Every single story told is another lesson learned
So if I should glance in your rearview mirror
At every failed romance that brought you here
Honey, I can't be hurt by what I see
They were teaching you how to love me
They were teaching you how to love me
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