Not on My Watch

Twenty-seven years, Barb, at the desk in Boise You know every patient's kids by name A butterscotch jar sits on the counter For the nervous ones who come in afraid Kids you gave stickers in your very first year Now walk in holding little hands of their own And you greet them at the window Like they never left home

When the phones go wild and the schedule's a mess We already know what you'll say

Who keeps this whole day from falling apart? Not on my watch! Twenty-seven years and you kept us top-notch Front desk crew, sing it out from the heart

You label anything that isn't nailed down The label maker wears a label too Friday donuts were always your idea We grab the sprinkles, and the plain one's for you We swear you'd label us if we stood still There'd be a sticker reading front desk crew

When the phones go wild and the schedule's a mess We already know what you'll say

Who keeps this whole day from falling apart? Not on my watch! Twenty-seven years and you kept us top-notch Front desk crew, sing it out from the heart

End of the month you're clocking out for good There's a first grandbaby coming in March And every drawer in that nursery Already wears a label, neat and sharp That little one's got nothing to fear A guard is standing ready at the door Barb's the one who knows the drill And she's done this all before

When the phones go wild and the schedule's a mess We already know what you'll say

Who keeps this whole day from falling apart? Not on my watch! Twenty-seven years and you kept us top-notch Front desk crew, sing it out from the heart

Barb, we'll keep the butterscotch full We'll leave the plain one in your name And when it all falls apart on a Monday We'll say it just the same

Who keeps this whole day from falling apart? Not on my watch! Twenty-seven years, now a brand new shift to clock We'll miss you, and we'll sing it like a team

Go on, your new watch starts in March

Go on, your new watch starts in March