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Chris Colston

I Hope Heaven's Like Home

 

I Hope Heaven's Like Home

(album: Boy Like Me - 2022)


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 sinking 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 going 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 sinking 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 sinking 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

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