Hillbilly Heaven

im strummin on my front porch swing
aint worrying bout a single thing no
listin to the wind blowin through the pines
smell of smoke from the wood stove burnin
a little cold from the seasons turnin
got my girl and a little homemade wine

all those city boys cant belive me
when i tell em this is all i need
all i can say is man take a look around

this is hillbilly heaven
all im doin is rollin sevens
and lettin it ride on a piece of land
dont it feel like paridise
dont it feel like livin right
this is where you find god in the world of man
hillbilly heaven