Honky Tonk in Heaven

Well, I live my life somewhere between Jack and Jesus

Between Folsom Prison Blues and I saw the light

And I know I won't steam the butter now I'm a believer

But nobody here showed this crazy world alive

So I hope that there's a honky tonk in heaven

Then, if there's a bar, I hope that they stocked it well

Yeah, I hope that there's a honky tonk in heaven

'Cause when I get there I'm gonna raise a little hell

When that whistle blows

I know where I'm heading

To where those neon angels know my name

Yeah, if I die tonight, yeah, I know I'm forgiven

My heart saying Peter, but if it's all the same

I hope that there's a honky tonk in heaven

Then, if there's a bar, I hope that they stocked it well

Yeah, I hope that there's a honky tonk in heaven

'Cause when I get there I'm gonna raise a little hell

Raise some hell y'all

I'm gonna walk right up to old Wailin

Maybe buy him a drink, maybe bump a line

Well, I know dang well even Jesus had a good time

He's the one that turned that water into wine

I hope that there's a honky tonk in heaven

Then, if there's a bar, I hope that they stocked it well

Yeah, I hope that there's a honky tonk in heaven

'Cause when I get there I'm gonna raise a little hell, hell yeah

Oh, when I get there I'm gonna raise a little hell

Alright

Let's raise some hell boys

Come on, hey!