Slice of Heaven

In a little slice of heaven We like it out here where the grass grows greener You can see the Little Dipper you can trace it with your finger Time moves slower, and the tea tastes sweeter If ya falling for a girl then your Mamas gotta meet her It's map dot off the black top Where you swear God painted the back drop Just a bunch of boys chasing girls Jack chasing that Coke Racing F-150's down a no name road Blue jean angel with a wild child side Lighting up a small town Saturday night Singing all night long Long as it's a country song When the sun goes down, man we count our blessings Raise a little hell in a little slice of heaven It's a country mile long and a country mile wide Round here we like things that money can't buy Like a backyard brisket, and some potluck pie Boot flask whiskey when the cooler runs dry In a map dot off the black top Make ya wanna drink it up to the very last drop Just a bunch of boys chasing girls Jack chasing that Coke Racing F-150's down a no name road Blue jean angel with a wild child side Lighting up a small town Saturday night Singing all night long Long as it's a country song When the sun goes down, man we count our blessings Raise a little hell in a little slice of heaven Bunch of boys chasing girls Jack chasing that Coke Racing F-150's down a no name road Blue jean angel with a wild child side Lighting up a small town Saturday night Singing all night long Long as it's a country song When the sun goes down, man we count our blessings Raise a little hell in a little slice of heaven In a little slice of heaven