Open Up Them Pearly Gates (Live At The American Legion Post 82)

Come on now, all you sinners

If you wanna get to Heaven

Heaven, you better get right down on your knees and pray

All you gamblin' sinners

You'd better stop playin' that Seven Eleven

Or you won't be ready for the meet your Judgement Day

Open up them pearly gates

Open up them pearly gates

Open up them pearly gates for me

Yeah, when you hear that trumpet blast

I'll be coming home at last

Open up them pearly gates for me

You better go out to your chicken roost and ask yourself an honest question

And the good Lord's gonna know it if you lie (He will)

You better turn all them chickens loose or you're gonna die from indigestion

When you eat that stolen chicken pie

Open up them pearly gates

Open up them pearly gates

Open up them pearly gates for me

When you hear that trumpet blast

I'll be coming home at last

Open up them pearly gates for me

You'd better take that old keg of gin and dump it every bit right in the river

And don't you let old Satan stay your hand

'Cause if you fill it up again, it's gonna eat a hole right in your liver

And the gates won't open when you reach that Promised Land

Open up them pearly gates

Open up them pearly gates

Open up them pearly gates for me

Yeah, when you hear that trumpet blast

I'll be coming home at last

Open up them pearly gates for me

Now open up them pearly gates

Open up them pearly gates

Open up them pearly gates for me

And when you hear that trumpet blast

I'll be coming home at last

Open up them pearly gates for me