If Heaven Don’t Have A Dance Floor
1st verse:
Some guys spend the night shootin’ pool
But this cowboy’s a dancin’ fool
Saturday nights I never miss a chance
The preacher says that when I die
No honky tonks up in the sky
Means any weekend might be my last chance
Chorus:
I’ve heard so many times before that heaven is mighty nice
But if it don’t have a dance floor they can’t call it paradise
I’d trade my boots and hat for wings and a halo shinin’ bright
But if heaven don’t have a dance floor
I’ll be in hell on Saturday night
2nd verse:
A Texas swing, the Cotton Eyed Joe
Or a buckle polisher nice and slow
My heart beats to the rhythm of a country band
And since angels don’t play steel guitars
And I don’t two-step to a harp
I guess I’ll have to have a weekend pass
Repeat chorus:
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