Hometown (Bucky Covington)

Sittin' on a train bridge Waitin' on sundown River winds Settin' low on that old town And nothin' else to do but think And toss a stone and watch it sink Oh I hope heaven's a lot like my hometown Walkin' down the old track Balancin' on the rail A Sunday breeze Carryin' church bells Sun like a kaleidoscope Through the leaves of a scarlet oak Lord I hope heaven's a lot like my hometown Hallelujah Let my spirit lift to the sky And tell I'm home again In the sweet by and by By and by Well I've heard the preacher talkin' bout streets of gold But I'll be fine forever Walkin' these dirt roads The homeplace ain't much to see But it's magic enough for me Lord I hope heaven's a lot like my hometown Hey Lord I hope heaven's a lot like my hometown Yeah