On the Country Side

Two-lane highways, six-string guitars
Cricket concerts underneath the stars
Hay fields, tail gates, and Mason jars
Made me a country boy
So when the pearly gates swing open
And the good Lord leads me through
I'll smell wildflowers blooming
And a backyard BBQ

Gonna wear my boots to my mansion door
Rock a chair on my front porch
Where sunshine and sweet tea
Go hand in hand
Where a dirt road meets the golden streets
In the rolling hills is where I'm gonna be
Hearing the angel band
Ringing through the Gloryland
So when you make it to Heaven
Come visit me
On the country side
When you make it to Heaven
Come visit me
On the country side

I remember how Grandpa used to say
What the Good Book read and the choir sang
That forever ain't too far away
And I'll meet you there
Out beyond the city limits
Past the crystal sea
There's fishing holes and fireflies
And that's where you'll find me

Gonna wear my boots to my mansion door
Rock a chair on my front porch
Where sunshine and sweet tea
Go hand in hand
Where a dirt road meets the golden streets
In the rolling hills is where I'm gonna be
Hearing the angel band
Ringing thru the Gloryland
So when you make it to Heaven
Come visit me
On the country side

Gonna wear my boots to my mansion door
Rock a chair on my front porch
Where sunshine and sweet tea
Go hand in hand
Where a dirt road meets the golden streets
In the rolling hills is where I'm gonna be
Hearing the angel band
Ringing through the Gloryland
So when you make it to Heaven
Come visit me
On the country side
Yeah when you make it to Heaven
Come visit me
On the country side



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Writer(s): Rachelle Mann
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