Heaven Is A Honky Tonk

All my heroes are goin' to heaven
All the junkies and the liars and the fools
All good-timin' men will leave their voices on the wind
It's a kindness we cannot repay to them
There's a choir singin' in a southern accent, a fiddle in the band
There's a "hallelujah" on the lips of every dyin' man
Mama, don't you cry when they're dead and gone
Jesus, he loves his sinners, and heaven is a honky tonk
I won't say their names, they've been said enough in vain
Just the memory and a thousand years of smiles
The lines around your eyes tell me you're not far behind
And I can see livin' free was worth the while
There's a choir singin' in a southern accent, a fiddle in the band
There's a "hallelujah" on the lips of every dyin' man
Mama, don't you cry when they're dead and gone
Jesus, he loves his sinners, and heaven is a honky tonk
Happiness, they say, is a jukebox that always plays
And a lonesome heart ain't lonely anymore
Every soul that dare passed on is now covered in neon
They dance with silver wings on wooden floors
There's a choir singin' in a southern accent, a fiddle in the band
There's a "hallelujah" on the lips of every dyin' man
Mama, don't you cry when they're dead and gone
Jesus, he loves his sinners, and heaven is a honky tonk