| Song | If Heaven Ain't a Lot Like Dixie |
| Artist | Hank Williams, Jr. |
| Album | High Notes |
| 作词 : Maddox, Moore | |
| If heaven ain't a lot like Dixie, I don't wanna 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 Alabam', | |
| 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 wanna 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, growin' 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're sure looking 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 as soon 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 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. |
| zuò cí : Maddox, Moore | |
| If heaven ain' t a lot like Dixie, I don' t wanna 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 Alabam', | |
| 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 wanna 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, growin' 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' re sure looking 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 as soon 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 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. |