Waylon Hanel - Paradise (Texas) Lyrics

I've got a bible
I read it now and then
And I talk to God
From time to time
I Believe there's a Heaven
I'm pretty sure there's a Hell
And a place that they call
Paradise
If you're drivin' north
Out of that cow town
On 287 for a while
About fifty miles
Down that road
Is a place that they call
Paradise

And you won't see no angels
Except the ones in blue jeans
Crusin' town on a Saturday night
And there ain't much to do here
But hey that alright
You can tell all your friend
You've been to paradise

You can have you a cold one
At the Paradise Tavern
Tell em' all bout' the big one
That got away
Then later that night
Sing songs around a campfire
One or two of Jerry Jeffs
Maybe one from George Strait

And you won't see no angels
Except the ones in blue jeans
Crusin' town on a Saturday night
And they ain't much to do here
But hey that's alright
You can tell all your friends
You've been to paradise

Someday I'll walk through those pearly gates
And I'll Jesus a beer
But until then I've got my piece of Heaven
Waiting for me right here

And they've got honkytonk angels
Who wear faded blue jeans
And raise hell on Saturday night
And there ain't much to do here
But hey that's alright
I can tell all my friends
I've been to paradise
I can tell all my friends I'm doing fine
In Paradise

Im doing fine right here
In Paradise Texas