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Outskirts of Heaven
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Craig Campbell
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Mmm, mmm 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 And hay in the fields and fish in the river Where there’s dogwood trees and honeybees And blue skies and green gra** forever So, 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 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 And hay in the fields and fish in the river Where there’s dogwood trees and honeybees And blue skies and green gra** forever So, Lord, when I die I wanna live on the outskirts of Heaven The good Lord knows me He knows I need blue skies and green gra** forever So, 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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