[Chorus] If heaven aint a lot like Dixie I dont want to go If heaven aint a lot like Dixie Id just as soon stay home [Verse 1] I was one of the chosen few To be born in Alabam Im just alike my daddys son Im proud of who I am I went through a lot of good women And shook old Jim Beams hand If I never see the pearly gates Ive walked through the promised land [Chorus] If heaven aint a lot like Dixie I dont want to go If heaven aint a lot like Dixie Id just as soon stay home If they dont have a Grand Ole Opry Like they do in Tennessee Just send me to hell or New York City It would be about the same to me [Verse 2] Ive got wild honey trees and crazy little weeds Growing around my shack These dusty roads aint streets of gold But Im a happy right where Im at All these pretty little southern belles Are a country boys dream They aint got wings or halos But they sure look good to me [Chorus] If heaven aint a lot like Dixie I dont want to go If heaven aint a lot like Dixie Id just as soon stay home If they dont have a Grand Ole Opry Like they do in Tennessee Just send me to hell or New York City It would be about the same to me
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