Redneck Heaven lyrics

Take me to redneck heaven when I'm dead and gone

Where my southern roots are buried and Van Zandt still lives on

Where some smokey poolroom's standin' with Jesus on the wall

Take me to redneck heaven when the good Lord comes to call

Comes to call comes to call

Mother Mary ridin' proud on the dashboard of my truck

To remind me to count my blessings and to pray for just a little luck

Brother Levi waits for me and the local seven eleven

Just in case I don't make it there send me to redneck heaven

Take me to redneck heaven...

There I was walkin' on the sawdust streets of gold

And I saw Conway Twitty and there was Keith Whitley

Before I could say Hank Williams I turned around

And I was face to face with the king of rock and roll

You can have your streets of gold sawdust'll do just fine

And about those singing angels just give me Patsy Cline

If I could only meet the king I'll feel I've rolled a seven

Gimme swingin' doors instead of pearly gates take me to redneck heaven

Take me to redneck heaven...