Everybody has their own idea of heaven What kind of paradise they'll see Pearly gates, streets of gold No getting sick, or growin old Sounds like a beautiful place to be But as for me
My heaven is a wood frame house with a great big porch goin all the way around Sittin on the swing listenin to the sound of the birds singin My heaven is a warm summer day in the back yard While the kids all play, flies and mosquitos stay away While we're eattin watermelon That's my heaven
You're always gonna find a few non-believers Those who stay lost in the dark But I believe there is a place Full of light 'n love and grace And I don't believe that its all that far in my heart
My heaven is a cell phone ring while I'm at work And the only thing that you have to say Is you miss me and get home in a hurry My heaven is the very worst day that I spent with you When you were so mad but I still knew Nobody would leave cause that don't happen In my heaven
My heaven is where I am now on the front porch of the wood frame house Swingin with you just lookin around at all I've been given and this life I'm livin Is my heaven My heaven, My heaven