Outskirts of Heaven - Craig Campbell

My grandpa taught me about buck knifes and shot guns

How to cast an old Zebco

And how to work a stick shift

He taught me the bible about all twelve disciples

And he made sure that I know there’s life after this

With pearly gates and streets of gold

He said if I just believe that’s where I’ll go

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

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 farm house with acreage

And a back yard 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

Lord when I die I wanna live on the outskirts of Heaven

Yeah, when I die I wanna live on the outskirts of Heaven