Hometown کے بول

I'm sittin on a train bridge waitin on sundown River winds sittin low on that old town And nothin else to do but think and toss a stone and watch it sink Lord, I hope Heaven's a lot like my home town I'm walking down that old track, balancin on a rail A Sunday breeze carrying church bells A sunlight kaleidoscope, through the leaves of a scarlet oak Lord, I hope Heaven is a lot like my hometown Hallelujah, lift my spirit into the sky Until I'm home again In the sweet by and by, by and by. I've heard the preacher talkin about streets of gold But I'll be fine forever, walkin these dirt roads The home place ain't much to see But it's mansion enough for me Lord, I hope Heaven's a lot like my hometown Hey, hey Lord I hope Heaven's a lot like my hometown-yeah