I was raised in a christian home On Bible readin gospel songs Church doors opened up you'd see my face Sundays twice, weds too, I'd take my seat on the front row pew, Singing rock of ages and amazing grace
Preacher said heavens the place to go With pearly gates and streets of gold I guess for the preacher thats alright But I hope heavens another story With a good ole boy bound for glory A little bit like of texas on a saturday nite
Chorus And I hope heaven has a honky tonk With a 5 pc band, Cowboy boots,and bluejeans are part of the master plan And I hope hanks on the juke box, bob wills has a fiddle in his hand And I hope heaven has a honky tonk with a 5 piece band
I hope those hardwood floors are just like glass The girls I ask wanna dance And each and every waitress is divine I hope that mean old bouncers got a big halo Those neon lights will always glow They ain't never heard of closing time
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