Oh yes I'm proud to know for sure,
   I'm goin' Home one day;
But Lord I've got just one request,
   'bout where I'm gonna stay.

You see My Lord you know quite well,
   I'm country through and through;
I have these big 'ole hopes and dreams,
   'bout being there with you.

I know you've got a place for me,
   huge mansion in the sky;
But livin' big ain't ne'er been me,
   no matter how I try!

I'd like to make a bit o' trade:
   my mansion, harp and crown;
For just a simple cabin placed
   on outside edge of town!

I'll give up walking streets of gold,
   for pathway through the woods;
As long as Heavens where I'm at,
   my friends and I'll be good!

I ask for just a piece of land,
    the place I'll hang my wings;
A porch with hooks up in the roof,
  to hold my wife's 'ole swing!

A view of hills with grass so green,
   in shade of big 'ole trees;
The smell of sap caught in the wind,
   will be alright with me!