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If Heaven Ain't A Lot Like Dixie

Tom: F

Introdução:

 F                                                         Bb           C7       F 
If heaven ain't a lot like Dixie, I don't wanna go
         F                                                         Bb                     C7               F 
If heaven ain't a lot like Dixie, I'd just as soon stay home
 F                                                                     Bb           C7   F 
I was one of the chosen few, to be born in Alabam'
                                                                         Bb             C7     F 
I'm just alike my daddy's son, I'm proud of who I am
                                                                                                                   Bb 
I went through a lot of good women, shook old Jim Beam's hand
                                         F                                   C7                                                   F 
If I never see the pearly gates, I've walked through the promised land
 F                                                                 Bb             C7     F 
If heaven ain't a lot like Dixie, I don't wanna go
                                                                     Bb                     C7               F 
If heaven ain't a lot like Dixie, I'd just as soon stay home
                                                                                                                         Bb 
If they don't have a Grand Ole Opry, like they do in Tennessee
                                                   F                                           C7                                       F 
Just send me to hell or New York City, it would be about the same to me
 F                                                                                                   Bb             C7               F 
I've got wild honey trees and crazy little weeds, growin' around my shack
                                                                                                       Bb                     C7           F 
These dusty roads ain't streets of gold, but I'ma happy right where I'm
at
                                                                                                                             Bb 
All these pretty little southern belles are a country boy's dream
                                                   F                                   C7                                     F 
They ain't got wings or halos, but they're sure looking good to me
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         F                                                         Bb             C7       F 
If heaven ain't a lot like Dixie, I don't wanna go
         F                                                         Bb                     C7               F 
If heaven ain't a lot like Dixie, I«d just as soon stay home
(REAPETED)
                   F                                                                         Bb       C7         F 
If they don't have a Grand Ole Opry, like they do in Tennessee
                                                                                                 C7                                       F 
Just send me to hell or New York City, it would be about the same to me