Heaven Is A Honky Tonk

E   B   F#   B

B                          E
All my heroes are going to heaven
        B                             F#
All the junkies and the liars and the fools
B                                    E             B
All good-timin' men will leave their voices on the wind
       B              F#           B
It's a kindness we cannot repay to them

          E                  B                                E
There's a choir singin' in a southern accent, a fiddle in the band
          B                                  F#       F#7
There's a "Hallelujah!" on the lips of every dying man
E               B   E                     B
Mama, don't you cry when they're dead and gone
E                   B                       F#    B
Jesus, he loves his sinners and heaven is a honky tonk
E       B       F#         B
Hoo-oo, hoo-oo, hoo-oo-oo

B
I won't say their names
             E              B
They've been said enough in vain
         B                                F#
Just the memory and the thousand years of smiles
    B
The lines around your eyes
        E              B
Tell me you're not far behind
                         F#                 B
But I can see the livin' free was worth the while

          E                  B                                E
There's a choir singin' in a southern accent, a fiddle in the band
          B                                  F#       F#7
There's a "Hallelujah!" on the lips of every dying man
E               B   E                     B
Mama, don't you cry when they're dead and gone
E                   B                       F#    B
Jesus, he loves his sinners and heaven is a honky tonk
E       B       F#         B
Hoo-oo, hoo-oo, hoo-oo-oo

B                        E                   B
Happiness, they say is a jukebox that always plays
                                     F#
And a lonesome heart ain't lonely anymore
      B                               E          B
Every soul that dare passed on is now covered in neon
                       F#              B
They dance with silver wings on wooden floors

          E                  B                                E
There's a choir singin' in a southern accent, a fiddle in the band
          B                                  F#       F#7
There's a "Hallelujah!" on the lips of every dying man
E               B   E                     B
Mama, don't you cry when they're dead and gone
E                   B                       F#    B
Jesus, he loves his sinners and heaven is a honky tonk
E       B       F#         B
Hoo-oo, hoo-oo, hoo-oo-oo

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