I'll be standing in line someday when I die
Waiting 'til they call my name
He turned water to wine, no doubt in my mind
That my soul's been saved
I don't know nothing bout streets of gold
But I know where I'm heading when they call me home
When I get through the pearly gates
I'll be looking for the swinging doors
Gonna order up a round of longneck bottles
While Waylon plays it four on the floor
In the neon light sweet bye and bye
Saint Peter he'll be pouring 'em strong
I hear Heaven's alright but they got it all wrong
If it don't have a honky tonk
I'll be getting on stage, I'm gonna sing
Every single jukebox song I know
Rocking the crowd, turning up loud
Everybody singing along
Feel the kick drum go, "Bang, bang"
Hear the guitar go, "Twang, twang"
When I get through the pearly gates
I'll be looking for the swinging doors
Gonna order up a round of longneck bottles
While Waylon plays it four on the floor
In the neon light sweet bye and bye
Saint Peter he'll be pouring 'em strong
I hear Heaven's alright but they got it all wrong
If it don't have a honky tonk
And we'll play country music
Til the angels say, "Last call"
There ain't no last call
In the neon light sweet bye and bye
Saint Peter he'll be pouring 'em strong
I hear Heaven's alright but they got it all wrong
If it don't have a honky tonk
We'll play country music