Key: A
Introduction:
A G C(x3) G
This is the pattern all the way through
G A G C
When the preacher talks of heaven,
A G C
he paints it real nice,
A G C
Says you better get to livin',
G
better get to livin' right
A G C
You're gonna get your mansion,
A G C
but save it for your soul
A G C
You're gonna do your dancin',
G
city streets of gold.
A G C A G C
Unless it's got a dirt road, lead down to a fishing hole,
A G C G
A little piece of moonlight, a couple cans of Bud Light.
A G C A G C
Can cuddle with my baby and pull her real close
A G C G
Oh I don't wanna go unless heaven's got a dirt road
You better quit your drinkin', better quit the smokin' too,
A G C(x3) G
All of this flying high, gonna leave you falling short
And get knock knock knocking on Heaven's basement door.