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(rivers rutherford/bobby pinson) |
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In my heaven there ain't no lawyers |
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Don't need names on dotted lines |
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Folks do buisness like they oughta |
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A good firm handshake works just fine |
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We feed lawyers to the lions |
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In my heaven there ain't no children |
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Totin' loaded guns to school |
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Ain't no such think as peer pressure |
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Being who you are is cool |
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We still teach that golden rule |
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In my heaven we hurt no one |
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No lyring, crying, or dying young |
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No one's lonely, no one's scared |
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And everyone is welcome there |
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In my heaven |
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In my heaven i can sing like elvis |
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Play guitar like b.b. king |
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Slide a fastball past hank aaron |
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Hey now batter, batter swing |
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I can do most anything |
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In my heaven we hurt no one |
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No lyring, crying, or dying young |
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No one's lonely, no one's scared |
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And everyone is welcome there |
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In my heaven |
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I know that it's god's decision |
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What my heaven's gonna be |
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I ain't tellin' him his buisness |
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But if he left it up to me |
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Then in my heaven |
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There's football with no referees |
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Then in my heaven |
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There's never been an injury |
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In my heaven |
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Angels yodel when they sing |
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And in my heaven |
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The fish will bite most anything |
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In my heaven |
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In my heaven |
