I'm a little more sinner, hell I ain't no saint
I do the best I can, to make up for what I ain't
I ain't read the good front to back
But I know exactly where
I'm gonna go, but when I go
Yeah, when I get there
I hope everybody's hanging 'round a bonfire
Popping tops telling glory days stories
I hope it's got a Walmart parking lot like the one we got
Where me and all my buddies cranked Dixieland Delight up real loud
I hope there's a Watertown sun sinkin' down
I hope that there's county lines, county roads,
Back nines, and fishing holes
And dirt on them streets of gold
Yeah, I hope heaven, yeah I hope heaven's like home
I Hope every stop sign got buckshot goin' right through it
I hope time goes by like it does in this town, barely moving
Tell me there's a back porch with grandpa rocking
Just me and him sitting there talking, yeah
I hope everybody's hanging 'round a bonfire
Popping tops telling glory days stories
I hope it's got a Walmart parking lot like the one we got
Where me and all my buddies cranked Dixieland Delight up real loud
I hope there's a Watertown sun sinkin' down
I hope that there's county lines, county roads,
Back nines, and fishing holes
And dirt on them streets of gold
Yeah, I hope heaven, yeah I hope heaven's like home
I ain't in no big rush
But then again I can't wait
To see all them people I love
Yeah, when I get to them gates
I hope everybody's hanging 'round a bonfire
Popping tops telling glory days stories
I hope it's got a Walmart parking lot like the one we got
Where me and all my buddies cranked Dixieland Delight up real loud
I hope there's a Watertown sun sinkin' down
I hope that there's county lines, county roads,
Back nines, and fishing holes
And dirt on them streets of gold
Yeah, I hope heaven, yeah I hope heaven's like home
I hope heaven's like home
I hope heaven's like home