Well, I live my life somewhere between Jack and Jesus Between Folsom Prison Blues and I saw the light And I know I won't steam the butter now I'm a believer But nobody here showed this crazy world alive So I hope that there's a honky tonk in heaven Then, if there's a bar, I hope that they stocked it well Yeah, I hope that there's a honky tonk in heaven 'Cause when I get there I'm gonna raise a little hell When that whistle blows I know where I'm heading To where those neon angels know my name Yeah, if I die tonight, yeah, I know I'm forgiven My heart saying Peter, but if it's all the same I hope that there's a honky tonk in heaven Then, if there's a bar, I hope that they stocked it well Yeah, I hope that there's a honky tonk in heaven 'Cause when I get there I'm gonna raise a little hell Raise some hell y'all ♪ I'm gonna walk right up to old Wailin Maybe buy him a drink, maybe bump a line Well, I know dang well even Jesus had a good time He's the one that turned that water into wine I hope that there's a honky tonk in heaven Then, if there's a bar, I hope that they stocked it well Yeah, I hope that there's a honky tonk in heaven 'Cause when I get there I'm gonna raise a little hell, hell yeah Oh, when I get there I'm gonna raise a little hell Alright Let's raise some hell boys Come on, hey!