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