Hank Williams Jr. - If heaven aint a lot like dixie

If h^Feaven ain't a lot like Dixie, ^BbI don't ^C7wanna ^Fgo If h^Feaven ain't a lot like Dixie, ^BbI'd just as s^C7oon stay h^Fome

^FI was one of the chosen few, to be b^Bborn in A^C7laba^Fm' I'm just alike my daddy's son, I'm p^Bbroud of w^C7ho I ^Fam I went through a lot of good women, shook old Jim Beam's ^Bbhand If I never see the p^Fearly gates, I've w^C7alked through the promised l^Fand

^FIf heaven ain't a lot like Dixie, ^BbI don't w^C7anna ^Fgo If heaven ain't a lot like Dixie, ^BbI'd just as s^C7oon stay h^Fome If they don't have a Grand Ole Opry, like they do in Tenness^Bbee Just send me to hell or N^Few York City, it would ^C7be about the same to m^Fe

^FI've got wild honey trees and crazy little weeds, g^Bbrowin' ar^C7ound my sh^Fack These dusty roads ain't streets of gold, but I'ma h^Bbappy right wh^C7ere I'm ^F at All these pretty little southern belles are a country boy's dr^Bbeam They ain't got wings or h^Falos, but they're s^C7ure looking good to m^Fe

If h^Feaven ain't a lot like Dixie, ^BbI don't w^C7anna g^Fo If h^Feaven ain't a lot like Dixie, ^BbI?d just as s^C7oon stay h^Fome If they d^Fon't have a Grand Ole Opry, like they ^Bbdo in ^C7Tenness^Fee Just send me to hell or New York City, it would ^C7be about the same to m^Fe