Gord Bamford Heaven On Dirt
It's a tin roof on a front porch
Hound dog at the screen door
How could anybody want more
Than a little piece of heaven on dirt
You roll up in your off road
Underneath that halo
Can't hide with camo
My little piece of heaven on dirt
Coyotes howling hallelujah, sun down singing I saw see the light
Slide my rocking chair next to ya, swear I've never been this high
By your side, feels like I found my heaven on dirt
Chickens peckin' in the back yard
Chicken pickin' on a guitar
Goin' fishin' when it gets dark
Oh, it sounds like heaven on dirt
Coyotes howling hallelujah, sun down singing I saw see the light
Slide my rocking chair next to ya, swear I've never been this high
By your side, feels like I found my heaven on dirt
This old red clay
Barbed wire hideaway
Feels like a million miles away
Feels like another world
Sitting right here with you, girl
They can have their high rise
Concrete and bright lights
Long as I'm on this side
Gimmie here and you in that flannel shirt
Ain't nothing worth
This kinda church
Its like heaven on dirt
(Can you hear that, hear that?)
Baby, can you hear that?
Coyotes howling hallelujah, sun down singing I saw see the light
Slide my rocking chair next to ya, swear I've never been this high
By your side, feels like I found my heaven on dirt
