Hometown
Bucky covington
I'm sittin on a train bridge waitin on sundown
River winds sittin low on that old town
And nothin else to do but think and toss a stone and watch it sink
River winds sittin low on that old town
And nothin else to do but think and toss a stone and watch it sink
Lord, I hope Heaven's a lot like my home town
I'm walking down that old track, balancin on a rail
A Sunday breeze carrying church bells
A sunlight kaleidoscope, through the leaves of a scarlet oak
Lord, I hope Heaven is a lot like my hometown
Hallelujah, lift my spirit into the sky
Until I'm home again
In the sweet by and by, by and by.
I've heard the preacher talkin about streets of gold
But I'll be fine forever, walkin these dirt roads
The home place ain't much to see
But it's mansion enough for me
Lord, I hope Heaven's a lot like my hometown
Hey, hey Lord
I hope Heaven's a lot like my hometown-yeah
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