If Heaven Ain't A L Ot Like Dixie - Hank Williams Jr.

If Heaven ain't a lot like Dixie 
I don't wanna go
If Heaven ain't a lot like Dixie
I'd just assume stay home 

I was one of the chosen few 
To be born in Alabam
I'm just like my Daddy's son
I'm proud of who I am 
I've went through a lot of good women
And shook 'ol Jim Beams hand 
And if I never see the pearly gates
I've walked through the Promised Land 

If Heaven ain't a lot like Dixie 
I don't wanna go
If Heaven ain't a lot like Dixie
I'd just assume stay home 
If they don't have a Grand 'Old Opry
Like they do in Tennessee 
Just send me to Hell 
Or to New York City 
It would be about the same to me 

I've got wild honey trees
And crazy little weeds
Growing around my shack
These dusty roads
Ain't streets of gold 
But I'm happy right where I'm at
All these pretty little southern bells
Are a country boys dream
They don't have wings or halo's 
But they still look good to me 

If Heaven ain't a lot like Dixie 
I don't wanna go
If Heaven ain't a lot like Dixie
I'd just assume stay home 
If they don't have a Grand 'Old Opry
Like they do down in Tennessee 
Just send me to Hell 
Or to New York City 
It would be about the same to me 

If Heaven ain't a lot like Dixie 
I don't wanna go
If Heaven ain't a lot like Dixie
I'd just assume stay home 
If Heaven ain't a lot like Dixie 
I don't wanna go
If Heaven ain't a lot like Dixie
I'd just assume stay home 
If they don't have a Grand 'Old Opry
Like they do in Tennessee 
Just send me to Hell 
Or to New York City 
It would be about the same to me