I'm more Saturday than sun, more sinner than a saint.

I like to think I'm living right.

The Lord knows that I ain't.

I might never make it up to them pearly gates.

If I'm lucky enough to see it one day, the only thing I pray is I hope heaven has a ball.

So Holy Spirit, top the jaw.

And every night is a Friday night.

And every beer is cold as ice.

I hope heaven has a man.

Where all the opulence is jammed And Neon is alone to steal guitar

Little prayer from a country boy's heart.

I hope Evan has a bar stool always open.

And there ain't no closing time Where all the drinks are on the house And the water turns to wine I hope Evan has a bar

Sip Holy Spirit's out the jar.

Every night is a Friday night.

And every beer is cold as ice.

I hope everyone has a bad.

Well, all the operas is jammed.

A neon angel on a steel guitar.

A little prayer from a country boy's heart.

I hope heaven has a body.

I hope heaven has a body.

I'm a pimpin' at the bar I'm a pimpin' at the bar, yo

I don't need no streets, gold, or mansion in the sky.

I just want a Broadway bar with an open D on the side.

I hope heaven has a bar.

Some Holy Spirit's out the jar.

And every night is a Friday night.

And George Jones was singing on the mic, I hope everyone has a bang.

Well, Merlin Johnny like a jam.

A neon angel on a steel guitar.

A little prayer from a country boy's heart.

I hope heaven has a bar.

I hope heaven has a bar.

I hope heaven has a bar.

That's right.

I hope heaven has the ball.