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My grandpa taught me about buck knives and shotguns
How to cast an old Zebco, how to work a stick shift
He taught me the Bible, 'bout all twelve disciples
And he made sure that I know there's life after this
With pearly gates and streets of gold
And he said if I just believe, that's where I'll go
But Lord, when I die, I wanna live
On the outskirts of Heaven
Where there's dirt roads for miles, hay in the fields
And fish in the river
Where there's dogwood trees and honey bees
And blue skies and green grass forever
So Lord, when I die, I wanna live
On the outskirts of Heaven
Now it says in the King James, in the Almighty's Kingdom
He mentions a mansion that He's built just for me
Now I'd gladly trade it for a farmhouse with acreage
And a backyard that's shaded and a squeaky front porch swing
That's where I wanna hang my wings
When I die, I wanna live
On the outskirts of Heaven
Where there's dirt roads for miles, hay in the fields
And fish in the river
Where there's dogwood trees and honey bees
And blue skies and green grass forever
So Lord, when I die, I wanna live
On the outskirts of Heaven, yeah
Yeah, the good Lord knows me, He knows I need
Blue skies and green grass forever
So Lord, when I die, I wanna live
On the outskirts of Heaven
Oh, when I die, I wanna live
On the outskirts of Heaven