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Outskirts Of Heaven Lyrics - Artist : Craig Campbell
My grandpa taught me about buck knives and shotguns
How to cast an old Zebco, how to work a stick shift He taught me the Bible about all twelve disciples And he made sure that I know there's life after this With pearly gates Streets of gold He said if I just believe That's where I'll go But Lord when I die, I wanna live on the outskirts of Heaven Where there's dirt roads for miles hay in the fields and fish in the river Where there's dogwood trees and honeybees and blue skies and green grass forever Lord when I die, I wanna live on the outskirts of Heaven Now it says in the King James in the almighty's kingdom He mentions a mansion that he's built just for me Now I'll gladly trade it for a farm house with acreage And a back yard that's shaded, and a squeaky front porch swing That's where I wanna hang my wings When I die, I wanna live on the outskirts of Heaven Where there's dirt roads for miles hay in the fields and fish in the river Where there's dogwood trees and honeybees and blue skies and green grass forever So Lord when I die, I wanna live on the outskirts of Heaven... yeah Yeah, the good Lord knows me, he knows I need blue skies and green grass forever Lord when I die, I wanna live on the outskirts of Heaven Yeah, when I die, I wanna live on the outskirts of Heaven |
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