Hank Williams Jr. — If Heaven Aint A Lot Like Dixie

[Chorus] 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 [Verse 1] 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 [Chorus] 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 [Verse 2] 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 [Chorus] 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