Heaven

G B7 C D7 G B7 C D7 D7 G B7 Little cowboy grew up inside the bars C D7 Watching them old folks sing and play guitar G B7 Swore that someday he’d be underneath the lights C D7 Making as much money as anybody else there that night C7 D7 Ten years later he’s downtown Nashville G C Selling something that ain’t for sale C7 D7 Sometimes it’s heaven out here G G Sometimes it’s hard to tell G B7 C D7 G B7 C D7 D7 G B7 I knew a man now, could play along with the radio C D7 How he could do it there ain’t no way we could know G B7 And he could sing songs could bring tears to your eyes C D7 There ain’t nobody listening bars downtown every Saturday night C7 D7 He’s seen some good times, yall. G C But he’s seen mostly, mostly rain and hell C7 D7 Sometimes it’s heaven out here, G G sometimes it's hard to tell C D7 I tell you now! Sometimes it’s heaven out here G G Sometimes it’s hard to tell G C7 G D7 G C7 D G G B7 Used to rise with cloudy skies and go to work with Spider John. C D7 He'd always play that same damn country song. G B7 We were swimming downwards, just like a bomb C D7 It was hard at times to tell just how far down we had gone. C7 D7 But we would wake up now staring up some how G C7 from the bottom of a well C7 D7 Thought that was heaven now boys, G looking back it's hard to tell. C7 D7 I tell you now, thought that was heaven out there boys. G G Looking back it's hard to tell. G B7 C D7 G B7 C D7 D7 G She must have been now 18 years old Always in a hurry, headed out on the road G Round the corner the car started to fishtail C D7 They ended up meeting her old friend guardrail C7 Oh I'm pretty that I don’t hate her now But I'm pretty sure she still hates herself C7 D7 Sometimes it’s heaven out here, G G sometimes it's hard to tell C D7 I tell you now! Sometimes it’s heaven out here G G C7 D7 Sometimes it’s heaven out here, G G sometimes it's hard to tell C D7 I tell you now! Sometimes it’s heaven out here G G Sometimes it’s hard to tell G B7 C D7 G B7 C D7 D7 G