[Intro] [strummed acoustic guitar, steady drum beat, walking bass line] [Verse 1] My home away from home Is a bar down the street You'll find me there almost every night Where the music and the wine And the lonely people meet To lose their blues underneath them neon light [Verse 2] You know them drinking songs They're the hymns we know too well And we sing 'em every night while we drink And the angels sing along In this honky-tonk hell And quote the gospel according to Hank [Chorus] [vocal harmonies enter] Feel like I've died And gone to redneck heaven, oh Lord Where the beer and the women both run cheap I can't survive In this redneck heaven oh Lord 'Cause it feels more like honky-tonk hell to me [Verse 3] [clean electric guitar fills] You know those pearly gates Are wooden swinging doors And the bouncer at the front sure ain't Saint Pete And the DJ thinks he's God And the barstool is his throne But we'll sing his praises just as long as he keeps the beat [Chorus] [full band, driving rhythm] I feel like I've died And gone to redneck heaven, oh Lord Where the beer and the women both run cheap I can't survive In this redneck heaven, oh Lord 'Cause it feels more like honky-tonk hell to me [Outro] I think I've died (I think I've died) And gone to redneck heaven oh Lord Where the beer and the women both run cheap (they both run cheap) I can't survive (I can't survive) In this redneck heaven, oh Lord (this redneck heaven) 'Cause it feels more like honky-tonk hell to me Yeah it feels more like honky-tonk hell to me [final acoustic guitar strum, cymbal swell]
