Paradise (Texas)

I've got a bible

I read it now and then

And I talk to God

From time to time

I Believe there's a Heaven

I'm pretty sure there's a Hell

And a place that they call

Paradise

If you're drivin' north

Out of that cow town

On 287 for a while

About fifty miles

Down that road

Is a place that they call

Paradise

And you won't see no angels

Except the ones in blue jeans

Crusin' town on a Saturday night

And there ain't much to do here

But hey that alright

You can tell all your friend

You've been to paradise

You can have you a cold one

At the Paradise Tavern

Tell em' all bout' the big one

That got away

Then later that night

Sing songs around a campfire

One or two of Jerry Jeffs

Maybe one from George Strait

And you won't see no angels

Except the ones in blue jeans

Crusin' town on a Saturday night

And they ain't much to do here

But hey that's alright

You can tell all your friends

You've been to paradise

Someday I'll walk through those pearly gates

And I'll Jesus a beer

But until then I've got my piece of Heaven

Waiting for me right here

And they've got honkytonk angels

Who wear faded blue jeans

And raise hell on Saturday night

And there ain't much to do here

But hey that's alright

I can tell all my friends

I've been to paradise

I can tell all my friends I'm doing fine

In Paradise

Im doing fine right here

In Paradise Texas