IF HEAVEN AIN'T A LOT LIKE DIXIE
(Bill Maddox / D. Moore)


Hank Williams Jr. - 1982


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, son, I'm proud of who I am 
I went through a lot of good women, 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 Old Opry, like they do in Tennessee 
Just send me to Hell or New York City, it would be 'bout the same to me


I 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 lookin' 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 they don't have a Grand Old Opry, like they do down in Tennessee 
Just send me to Hell or New York City, it would be 'bout the same 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 ain't got a Grand Old Opry, like they do in Tennessee 
Just send me to Hell or New York City, it would be 'bout the same to me