Heaven Is a Honky Tonk

All my heroes are going to heaven All the junkies and the liars and the fools All good-timin' men will leave their voices on the wind It's a kindness we cannot repay to them There's a choir singin' in a southern accent, a fiddle in the band There's a "Hallelujah!" on the lips of every dying man Mama, don't you cry when they're dead and gone Jesus, he loves his sinners and heaven is a honky tonk Hoo-oo, hoo-oo, hoo-oo-oo I won't say their names They've been said enough in vain Just the memory and the thousand years of smiles The lines around your eyes Tell me you're not far behind But I can see the livin' free was worth the while There's a choir singin' in a southern accent, a fiddle in the band There's a "Hallelujah!" on the lips of every dying man Mama, don't you cry when they're dead and gone Jesus, he loves his sinners and heaven is a honky tonk Hoo-oo, hoo-oo, hoo-oo-oo Happiness, they say is a jukebox that always plays And a lonesome heart ain't lonely anymore Every soul that dare passed on is now covered in neon They dance with silver wings on wooden floors There's a choir singin' in a southern accent, a fiddle in the band There's a "Hallelujah!" on the lips of every dying man Mama, don't you cry when they're dead and gone Jesus, he loves his sinners and heaven is a honky tonk Hoo-oo, hoo-oo, hoo-oo-oo