Sittin' on a train bridge
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Waitin' on sundown
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River winds
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Settin' low on that old town
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And nothin' else to do but think
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And toss a stone and watch it sink
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Oh I hope heaven's a lot like my hometown
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Walkin' down the old track
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Balancin' on the rail
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A Sunday breeze
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Carryin' church bells
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Sun like a kaleidoscope
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Through the leaves of a scarlet oak
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Lord I hope heaven's a lot like my hometown
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Hallelujah
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Let my spirit lift to the sky
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And tell I'm home again
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In the sweet by and by
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By and by
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Well I've heard the preacher talkin' bout streets of gold
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But I'll be fine forever
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Walkin' these dirt roads
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The homeplace ain't much to see
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But it's magic enough for me
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Lord I hope heaven's a lot like my hometown
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Hey Lord I hope heaven's a lot like my hometown
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Yeah
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Hometown
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| Bucky Covington |
