Brad Paisley - Heaven South Lyrics
Beer battered chicken, sweet ice teaNight crawlers, crickets and a Zebco 33Old Glory waving at youAs you're driving by the court houseAnd it's just another day in Heaven SouthA little country angel like you've never seenTook a pair of scissors to a pair of jeansYou pick her up on FridayAnd you pucker up and kiss her on the mouthAnd it's just another day in Heaven SouthDrive down Main Street and everybody's thereSubwoofers booming like cannons in a squareSign says "no cruising" but nobody caresI got a girl to put my arm aroundIt's just another day in Heaven SouthOh, oh, ohIt's just another day in Heaven SouthOh, oh, ohThere's a bunch of lawn chairs in the living roomThere's a ufc fight on pay per viewGonna fry up beer steaks, got fireworks for afterwards tonightGotta make a little run for beer and iceDown on Main Street and everybody's thereSubwoofers booming like cannons in a squareTurn on the news you'd think the world ain't got a prayerIf you turn it off and look aroundIt's just another day in Heaven SouthEggs on the griddle, coffee in my cupFarmer on a tractor, kids on a busOld Glory waving as they raise her up above the court houseAnd it's just another day in Heaven SouthOh, it's just another day in HeavenOh, oh, ohIt's just another day in Heaven SouthOh, oh, ohIt's just another day in Heaven SouthOh, oh, ohIt's just another day in Heaven SouthOh, oh, ohOh, oh, oh
