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If heaven ain’t a lot like Dixie

I don’t want to go

If heaven ain’t a lot like Dixie

I’d just as soon stay home

I was one of the chosen few

To be born in Alabama

I’m just alike my daddy’s son

I’m proud of who I am

I went through a lot of good women

And shook old Jim Beam’s hand

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 want to go

If heaven ain’t a lot like Dixie

I’d just as soon stay home

If they don’t 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

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 a happy right where I’m at

All these pretty little southern belles

Are a country boy’s dream

They ain’t got wings or halos

But they sure look good to me

If heaven ain’t a lot like Dixie

I don’t want to go

If heaven ain’t a lot like Dixie

I’d just as soon stay home

If they don’t 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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